All language subtitles for Covert 10

Late night.

My boss is still there.
I'm not complaining.

Roast beef on the top shelf.

Yeah, I'm thinking
more Rocky Road.

You're waiting up for me?

Well, I have a favor
to ask you.

Actually, Chloe does.

She had her third grade field
trip to Mount Vernon bomb out.

Ow.
Ow?

Sensitive tooth.

Dentist.
Stop. Chloe.

Anyway, her class needs
a replacement field trip,

and she kind of volunteered you.
Me?

And the Smithsonian.

It would be kind of a Night
at the Museum kind of thing,

except during the day.
You know Chloe.

Anyway, her teacher called.
When?

This Thursday.
8:30 to 12:00.

Thirty third-graders, two
teachers, a couple of moms, me...

That's in two days.

Yeah. Well,
it would mean a lot.

And I'd get to see
where you work.

You know, meet your peeps.

This... This boss who works at
the museum until 11:30 at night.

Yes. You should see
where I work.

Really?

Yeah. And meet my boss.
I'll set something up.

You're the best.

I've got to go to bed.

Ow.

Dentist.
Stop.

Excuse me.
These are medical supplies.

They've already been papered and
pre-cleared at the US Embassy in London.

What's his name?

Don Ridley.

Runs a medical supply
house in Brooklyn.

Looks like a pharmacist.

A nervous pharmacist.

A guilty pharmacist.

His name popped up in some
chatter we picked up in Angola.

Angola.

I don't understand
what the problem is.

Can we get closer
on the crate, please?

Rough diamonds.

Hey!

Look out!

Freeze!

Hold it!

Hey, hey.
Come on.

Hands in the air.
Don't move!

Joan. Who's running
the interrogation?

The Bureau.

We have two guys there from the New York
station and we'll monitor from here.

The DNI wants us to read in Henry
Wilcox on the Angola connection.

So, if you see him
wandering the halls...

If I see him
wandering the halls,

I will turn around
and walk the other way.

The last thing we need is your old boss
telling us what we're doing wrong.

Well, the Director wants
all hands on deck.

And with Henry's
experience there...

Henry Wilcox is
a dangerous old windbag

angling to come out
of retirement.

You have just as much experience
and twice as good judgment.

Yes, I do.

But in this bureaucracy,
apparently, that doesn't matter.

You look tired, Arthur.

Haven't been getting
much sleep lately.

Then, sleep in our bed tonight.

I'll be here if you need me.

Okay, Danielle.
We are all set.

We need the names of all of the
kids and the teachers and the moms.

They have to make
security passes.

And tell Chloe that it's not going to
be quite Night at the Museum.

There's no Teddy Roosevelt
and mischievous monkeys.

At least, not to my knowledge.

Right. 8:30, Thursday.

I will meet you
outside the entrance.

I love you, too.

No, it feels fine.

Something bothering you?

My tooth is killing me.

You know, we have an
excellent dental plan.

Which I will use when I'm
sure something's wrong.

Oh. A yellow-bellied
masochist.

I am not yellow-bellied.

Auggie, can I
get you to sign for this?

Let's just say I had a
few less-than-pleasant

experiences with military
base dentists as a kid.

But anyone organizing a field
trip for 30 third-graders

is a masochist for sure.

It reinforces my cover
with my sister.

Thank you. And I couldn't say no.
It was my niece asking.

This was a must do.
I had no option.

No. You can ask me
a thousand times.

I had no idea there was
anything other than

medical equipment
in those crates.

He has been back and forth to London
20 times in the past eight months.

Each time, with
a pre-screened manifest

arranged by the US Embassy.

Uh-huh. Someone
at the embassy is involved.

We're drilling down on it.

How much were
those diamonds worth?

One and a half million
using the Rapaport scale.

Financing arms for
Angolan insurgents, huh?

Well, that's our
best guess now.

But whatever those
diamonds were financing,

Ridley was the conduit.
The courier.

Not anymore.

No. And that's got to be a pretty big
loss to whoever was running him.

Huge.

Wouldn't it be
a wonderful thing

if we could open that
conduit back up?

What if we could replace him
with one of our people?

You have no idea what you're
getting yourself into.

Anything involving a third grade
class is an automatic no.

It's your Constitutional right.

You can say no to line
dancing, to karaoke,

duck pin bowling
with your Aunt Louise...

Hey.

And anything coming out
of Jai Wilcox's mouth.

Uh, except for
the next two things.

First, we need you
in the conference room.

What's
the second thing?

You can't say no
to Joan's next question.

Annie.

How would you like
a trip to London?

Now, that would be
just stupid to refuse.

Ridley's expediter
at the embassy has been

a young vice-consul
named Vivian Long.

Expediter?

One of the roles
Consular Services plays

is aiding US businesses
while working abroad.

They help with trade manifests,

custom clearances, you name it.

Miss Long had
Ridley's shipments

pre-papered
through customs,

so they wouldn't be inspected.

Clearly, giving him more help
than he deserved or needed.

She's definitely complicit.

I spoke to
the Consul General.

He described her as
hardworking, likeable,

and without much of
a social life.

An American
Bridget Jones?

Looks like it. You know, she
actually applied to the Agency,

but she couldn't pass the
athletic portion of the physical.

She doesn't look
like a bad guy.

Well, she's certainly
doing someone favors.

And one of those favors is
going to be recruiting you.

Okay.
Am I missing something?

Well, with Ridley
out of commission,

they'll be needing
a new courier.

The Smithsonian constantly ships
stuff back and forth to the UK.

Your cover makes you the perfect
candidate to take Ridley's place.

It's a flip on what
case officers usually do.

This time, you'll be the mark.

You'll be the one putting yourself
in a compromising position

so that you can be
turned and used.

You will be operating
completely on your own.

Your phone will be
un-encrypted.

Everything you do,
everything you're carrying,

will be examined by them
before they approach you.

Now, I'll be coming over
with you.

But we can't have any contact.

It's a deep cover operation.

Just how are we planning
on compromising me?

Your file says you enjoy playing
craps from time to time?

Annie Walker of the Smithsonian

is going to have a very
serious gambling problem.

I'm
in London, Danielle.

I'm delivering pre-Columbian
artifacts to the British Museum.

It was so last minute.
I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to say goodbye.

No. Chloe's going to get her
tour with or without me.

It's been completely set up.

And if you have any problems,
I'll be on my cell.

There should be four crates
for the Smithsonian.

Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me!

Are you Annie Walker?

Yes.

Vivian Long from the embassy.

I am so sorry.
I was going to meet you at the gate.

Diplomats can do that.
But a cab cut me off at a roundabout

and I dumped my iced latte.

Oh, my God.
Do you think it will stain?

Yeah. Thank God Seattle's
Best went global.

We can grab another one
on the way.

David, this is Annie Walker
from the Smithsonian Institute.

She's bringing in four crates

with pre-Columbian
artifacts in them.

The lorry from
the British Museum

is already at the loading dock,

so if you could please sign off
and have them brought out?

Oh. I have
biscuits for you.

David's a cheap bribe.

You look in pain.

Oh. I have a little toothache.
It's fine.

Terrific.
I'm double-parked.

Oh.

First time?

Second.
I had a two-day layover as a kid.

My dad was in the military.

Mine, too. Vietnam vet.

Lost a leg at Khe Sanh
during the Tet Offensive.

Sorry.
Too much information.

If I talk too fast,
slow me down.

Don't worry.
You'll get used to it.

I thought I would never be able to
drive here, and look at me now.

I love this place.

Couldn't take my eyes off of
it when I first got here.

I mean, the history.

I know. It's crazy.
I'm going to be bringing stuff

back and forth
at least twice a month.

Seriously?

Yeah. The pay's lousy,
but who'd have thunk

a job at the Smithsonian
could be this much fun?

You have friends here?

A second cousin on my mother's side.
So, no. Not one.

Well, if you need someone
to show you around...

Uh... Don't offer
if you can't deliver.

Please. I work for
the State Department.

Does that mean
you have connections?

All over the city.
Restaurants, clubs...

Uh,
gaming establishments?

You gamble?

Are you kidding?

I killed at craps in
Atlantic City last weekend.

I am on a hot streak.

Ever heard of Havery's?

Get out.
James Bond played there.

I'm good friends
with the manager.

I have to pull rich Americans
out of there all the time.

Can you get us
in there tonight?

But I have to warn you,

they don't let foreign
nationals out of the UK

with unpaid gaming debt.

Please. I am telling you.
I can't lose.

Jeez.

Burned coffee and stale donuts.

The Batcave never changes.

You look like crap.

Aw. So do you.

Thank you.
Sleep on the plane?

Not enough. Langley says you
have a back track on Ridley.

Yeah, it's a start.

Ten thousand closed-circuit
cameras in the city,

and only half work.

Here's Ridley unloading the cases
at the airport with Vivian.

We tracked him back
from unloading,

driving out from the city
all the way to Camden.

Any stops?

Nothing. We lost him somewhere
in the warehouse district.

It must be where
he picked up the diamonds.

There's no medical
warehouse in the vicinity.

And Vivian Long?

I can't believe she'd be
involved in something like this.

Had us fooled completely.

Background's clean.
Bona fides real.

My people have got no idea
what they got on her.

But we're digging.

Dig carefully.
She could be valuable to us.

It's beautiful.
Pre-Classic Olmec, right?

They teach you that
at the State Department?

I did a little
research last night.

So, you're a wonk.

I'm conscientious.

You don't have to be a
wonk to be conscientious.

Over here is what you'll be
taking over to the States.

Ming Dynasty
lmperial floor vases.

15th Century.
Jingdezhen.

Correct.

Wonk.

We'll work on
getting you pre-papered.

You should be able to
avoid US Customs entirely.

Exquisite.

Smithsonian Institution.
How may I direct your call?

I thought we weren't
doing that until tonight.

I like to practice.
How's the tooth?

Still in my mouth
and not very happy.

Not the tooth's fault.

Have we got any
hard evidence on Vivian?

So far, just the stuff
she did for Ridley.

I like her.

Doesn't matter.
She fooled the entire embassy,

she can fool you.

Yes, Jonathan.

She's definitely going to
be going back and forth.

It's just that
I like her. Okay?

I wish it could be
somebody else.

Is she
buying your story?

She's calling to get us
into Havery's tonight.

Mmm. That means they're
going to start circling.

Listen, this has to be
our last open phone call.

From now on, you have to
assume you're being watched.

Are you wearing
your encrypted phone?

Strapped to my thigh.
Not very comfortable.

Only use it in an emergency.

Got it.

She's giving me the thumbs up.

We're in.

Okay. Drink until you're
sloppy and mix your bets.

Remember, you've got to lose

without looking like
you're trying.

The way I play?
That shouldn't be a problem.

I guess there are only two ways
to retire from this place.

Die or defect.

So, you gave up and shaved
your retirement beard.

When duty calls, I answer.

Understand that this is
a consultation, Henry.

I'm still the DCS.

The DCS who needs a little
help from his old boss.

Well, I may not like you,
but I respect your talent.

Isn't that funny?
I like you, Arthur.

But I don't respect
your talent at all.

Hmm.

If Liza Hearn keeps
digging into dark ops,

you'll wind up on Capitol Hill.

Or in jail.

You'll be with me.

No. They never go after
emeritus officials.

Look at Kissinger.
Al Haig. Rumsfeld.

So, I inherit
everything you started.

It seems that's the way
it works, Arthur.

I suggest you plug that leak.

In the meantime, let's concentrate
on the business at hand.

Glad to be of service.

Ask me
a thousand times...

Is he breaking?

Not yet.

Denies knowing what the diamonds
might be buying in the US,

or anything about Angola.

Including what hemisphere it's in.
But I can hear him breaking.

They're asking him about Camden
and the warehouse district.

Look, I have
very low blood sugar.

If I give you an address,
can I have some food?

I don' even know
what you're saying.

What did I tell you?

All right. Get that address
to Jai as soon as possible.

You have to sign
there, there and there.

Basically, it says if anything
happens to the shipment,

it's your fault,
not ours. Joke.

So, is this what you guys do?

We do commerce, visa apps, marriage
approvals for green cards.

We provide bail, roadside assistance...
Kidding.

So, no, we do a lot
more than commerce.

Who are those guys?

Basement people.

And that means...

They do the jobs
that don't exist.

They're spooks?

But you didn't
hear that from me.

Right.

Did you say 1218?

Twelve eighteen.

Ridley said it was
a gray stone building.

Used to be a distillery that
they turned into a dance club.

You need GPS co-ords?

Uh, no. I think we can
find it on our own.

Lapidary scale.

They're certain it was a woman.

Lifted some prints off a desk.

I'm running them
through the grid.

The rest of the place
was cleaned out.

Probably had a cut-off man at Kennedy that
warned them as soon as he was arrested.

This the courier
we're trying to replace?

Oh, hello, Henry.
Nice to see you, as well.

Clean shaven this time.

Donald Ridley. Yes.
He's not telling us very much, though.

The Bureau's too squeamish
to get anything worthwhile.

What do we know?

Newly married.
Churchgoing.

Drinks an occasional beer.
Pays his bills and taxes.

No criminal affiliations, offshore
accounts, or medical problems.

The FBI swept his house.
It's clean.

Sounds like he could run for office.
What about his bride?

She's still in Brighton
because she's English.

Awaiting her green card.

Our embassy would do that.

Mmm-hmm. Specifically, a
vice-consul like Vivian Long.

So, she's helping them do
more than ship things.

We're getting a record of everything
she's done at the embassy.

But, yeah. She could be a real
window into the operation.

He never mentions her.
Who?

In the transcripts.
Ridley never mentions his wife.

Hasn't asked that
she be contacted. Nothing.

That strike anyone as strange?

I think we have a photo.

Patricia Ridley.

Does this look like a woman
who'd marry a pharmacist?

I'm guessing no.

Oh, my God.

I always feel like a six-year-old
at my parents' cocktail party.

Nonsense.
We're walking in with 10 grand

and walking out with 20.

See you later, Viv?

If you promise to be nice.

Are you holding out on me?

His name is Jonathan Turnbull,

and vice-consuls
don't work all the time.

Five. Point is five.

Mark it.

Pays three to two
behind the line.

Are you going to play?

Least I can do is
front you some chips.

I'm kind of a gambling moron.

Then, hold my purse. Flirt with handsome.
He's coming this way.

Five.
The winner is five.

Pay the line.
Away the downs.

Like taking candy from a baby.

Here you go, sir.

Thank you.

Hey, Auggie.

Annie's at the table.
They already lifted her phone and room key.

Anything on the bride?

Uh, London's getting their marriage
documents for her thumb print.

Oh. And right on cue.

Smithsonian Institution.
How may I direct your call?

Annie Walker?
One moment, please.

You've reached Annie Walker

in the Acquisitions Department.
I'm unable to return...

That one was Boodles
Up with a twist?

Thank you so much.
They are truly delicious.

I'm not so sure you should
mix drinking with gambling.

There's two things that
cure a toothache, Vivian.

Winning and gin.

We've got the gin.
Let's start some serious winning.

Coast to coast.

Ooh. Ooh. Excuse me.

I believe I need a line of
credit to finish my evening.

Is there a way to arrange that?

Annie, are you sure
you want to do this?

I'm on fire, Vivian.
I just need a little more capital.

Is that possible?

Well, with the
US Embassy at your side,

we'll be happy
to extend you £5,000.

That's about 8,000 US dollars.

Thank you so much.

Enjoy your evening.

Good as new.
Let's play ball.

High, low?

Oh, can I have another drink?

Room's been searched.

How did we do?

He was walking with happy feet.

Well, you can do
the happy dance, too.

You remember that woman
that shot at you today?

Her prints match the wedding
certificate of Donald Ridley's bride.

Eight. Front line winner.
Eight came easy. Hard eights down.

How much
did you just lose?

About 6,000.
It'll turn around.

Put it on snake eyes.

Those are
your last chips.

Almost there.

Isn't that a really risky bet?

It pays 30-to-1.

Because it doesn't
come up much.

You only have to hit it once.

Come on, baby.
Give me the deuce.

Snake eyes.

Whoo!

She won.

What?

She bet on snake eyes
and she won.

Annie just won $30,000.

Uh...

Annie, that's $30,000.

Did I tell you I was on a roll?

That's almost
what I make in a year.

So, how does she lose
30K gracefully now?

Let's quit
while you're ahead.

Annie. Come on.

No.

Let it ride.

Madam?

Same play.
On the aces.

You need to quit, Annie.

There's no way I can lose.
I can feel it.

Then, at least
take away a few thousand.

Vivian, you've got to learn
how to live a little.

When you're on a roll,
you're on a roll.

There's no way I can lose.

Uh... I'll be riding
with the lucky lady.

Seven out.

You can't be serious.

May I
see you for a moment?

I'm afraid we only accept
personal checks from members.

I understand.
You need a cashier's check.

For 8,000 US dollars, yes.

Until we have that,
as Miss Long can tell you,

you will not be allowed
to leave the country.

How could
I be so stupid?

$8,000.
It may as well be a million.

Maybe your parents.

No. My parents do not
have that kind of money.

My sister's husband lost his job
a few months ago, so they...

They burned through
all their savings.

I don't have anything.
I don't have anyone to go to.

I am totally screwed.
Oh, my God.

And if I can't leave the country,
I'll probably lose my job.

I mean, I have to tell them
why I can't come back.

And my tooth hurts.

If you're sure that there's
nothing you can do,

I might have a solution.

The government?

No. Not the government.

And it's something
you probably shouldn't do.

In fact, don't.
Forget I mentioned it.

No, no. Tell me. Please.

If there's a way
to get me out of this, tell me.

It's not good, okay?

It would involve transporting
certain things through customs

using your
Smithsonian credentials.

I'm sure
you don't want to risk...

Drugs?

Not drugs.

The goods would be shipped
in your Smithsonian crates,

put in and removed on your
way to and from the airport.

You'd never see or touch them.

Who would I be working for?

I can't tell you.

But the people I'd hook you up
with would pay off your debt.

Thank you.

Yes. Absolutely.

Thank you so much, Vivian.

Not so fast. I mean it. You've been drinking.
You're an emotional mess.

You need to think about this.

Sleep on it.
Trust me.

You shouldn't do this lightly.
Okay?

Look at me, Annie.
I'm serious.

Really make sure
you want to do this.

And then, tell me
tomorrow at the museum.

She moved her purse
to her left shoulder.

They approached her.
She's in.

Annie Walker.

Oh, my God.
You're still asleep.

I can hear it in your voice.

Danielle?

Yes, Danielle, your sister.

Standing outside the Smithsonian
with 30 third-graders,

two teachers,
and a couple of mothers,

wondering why they won't
let us in the museum.

It's Thursday, right?
What's wrong?

Nobody seems to know
anything about this tour.

I swear, they don't
even know who you are.

Oh, no. I'm supposed to be at the
British Museum in half an hour.

Oh. My tooth.

I don't care about
your stupid tooth.

Are you even listening to me?

Yes. I am sorry, okay?

I just... I don't know what the screw
up is, but I will straighten it out.

I promise.
Just stay where you are.

Smithsonian Institution.
How may I direct your call?

To someone who can
arrange for the tour I promised

to my niece's
third grade class?

It seems a ball
has been dropped.

A very...
big ball.

And they're standing
outside with nowhere to go,

and I am late to an
extremely important meeting.

This is why we say no to
these things, Miss Walker.

But you said yes, so we'll
have to take care of it.

Soon?

Already in work.

Thank you.

And good luck
with your meeting.

Hey! This is Anderson
up in the DPD.

You know, it's funny.

You guys answer your
phones "Cover Operations."

So, I would assume
that your job is actually

to provide cover for our people.
Is that right?

It is? Then,
can you tell me why

Agent Walker's niece and her
entire third grade class

are standing outside
the Smithsonian right now,

wondering why no one
has arranged a tour?

Alara Koman.

She was trained by
Turkish Intelligence,

and is operating
as a mercenary now.

Primarily in weapons trade,

but we think she may have a hand
in human trafficking, as well.

Both of which could
tie her to Angola.

What about
our vice-consul?

We've found a trail
of visa applications

that she approved
without authorization.

They all look like they were
requests from Koman's organization.

Vivian Long is
up to her neck in this.

She could provide us with some
real information. Names. Places.

Are you suggesting we flip her?

You can't. Who knows how
she'll react to an approach.

You have to get your girl,
Walker, inside first.

Viv!

Sorry. I overslept, and I had
this thing with my sister.

Did you think about it?

Yes, I did.

Before I give you an answer,
can I ask you a question?

Depends on what it is.

Why are you doing this?

Basically, you were right
when you called me a wonk.

I mean, people like me, but guys
don't see me in a certain way.

In school, I was
always the organizer.

The best friend.

I mean, when you walked
into Havery's last night,

there was not a man in there
that wasn't checking you out.

I... I always wanted
just a little of that.

Turnbull.

When we get together,
he's wonderful to me.

A man that good-looking,

to have him pay
attention to me,

to like me...

What did he have you do?

It started with a visa request.

I helped it through.
And then, it just snowballed.

Pretty soon, I couldn't get
out without losing my job.

And I don't want
to lose my job, Annie.

It's all I've got.

I don't want
to lose my job, either.

But don't do it.
It's a hole you can't dig out of.

I'm already in a hole, Viv.

This is my only way out.

Well, then...

Meet her there at 5:00.

Hello, Annie.

I hope you don't mind, but it's
better if I don't give you my name.

Oh.

Thank you so much
for helping me.

Truly my pleasure.

I am hoping we have a long
and profitable relationship.

Are you clear about what
you're expected to do?

Pretty much just
look the other way.

Exactly.

The less you know, the better.

When we have something for
you, we'll contact you.

Through Vivian?

No, not through Vivian.

We like to mix things up.

Is that okay?

Fine.

You'll be paid with a generous
credit line at the casino.

I'm all for that.

Good.
I like your enthusiasm.

I'm sorry.
I have to take this.

Yes. Her debt
has been paid,

and she's delighted
to be on board.

We were just having a chat.

Annie Walker.

This museum's awesome!
Auggie's better than Ben Stiller!

Whoa! Whoa! Kids, kids!
My cane is not a lightsaber!

We love Auggie.
You guys must have so much fun at work.

Yeah.
He's full of surprises,

and always there
when you need him.

And smart.

Do you know he knows the names of
17 North American native tribes?

Yes, he's very smart.
Could you put him on?

Oh, sure. Sure.
Um, Auggie?

Hey!
Hi.

Promise me, next time,
you just say no.

Thank you for this.
Above and beyond.

Are you headed back
to the office now?

Uh, if I can get this
third grader off my back.

Annie, are you there?
Do we need to talk?

Uh, yeah. I need to speak to my
friend at the embassy first.

Hey, Viv.

Hey, you. How was it?

Fine. I really need to talk to you.
Are you at the embassy?

Uh, I'm just heading out.
It's a big meeting.

Can it wait?
I'm a little late already.

It can'.
Well, it's important.

Well, so is this.
Uh, look, if you really need to talk,

let's meet at the Rose Tattoo.

It's a little pub in the
Camden warehouse district.

But it's kind of local, so you don't
want to order cosmos or martinis.

Okay. Vivian, I...

I've got to run.
See you there.

Excuse me. Could you pull
over at the next corner?

Thank you.

It's Annie on her encrypted cell.
Line seven.

We're on with Jai and Roach.
We'll patch her in.

Join us. Annie?

They're going to
get rid of Vivian.

How do you know?

I met with the
woman who's running it.

Pretty, brunette, 35...

Alara Koman.
Ridley's wife.

She didn't know
I spoke Turkish.

I didn't know
you speak Turkish.

Enough to get by.
They think she knows too much.

They're worried
about her being flipped.

Where is she?

At the embassy when I
last talked to her.

Jai, see if she's
still in the building.

No, she was on her way out to a meeting in Camden.
The warehouse district.

I'm going to meet her
after at a pub.

No, forget the pub.
You're looking for a gray warehouse.

1218 Brewery Road.

Annie, how much
did you tell her?

Nothing until I called you.

Good girl.
We make any move to save her,

we're tipping our hand.

They'll kill her.

I am perfectly aware that this
young woman is an American citizen

and have no desire
to put her in harm's way.

But anything we do
at this point

will jeopardize
the operation with Walker.

It's not your call, Henry.

Why do you think
I'm here, Arthur?

You're here because you lobbied
the Director to put you here.

The only way you're
going to shed any light

on this Angola connection
is to get someone inside.

Vivian Long has
real information

for us now,
not months from now.

She's burned.
We can't jeopardize Walker's mission.

I'm already in.

And we want to keep you in.

What if this Koman woman
is trying to flush you out?

Did you think of that?

Why is she meeting Vivian at a
place we've been watching?

She's baiting us.
You make a move, you reveal who you are.

Jai, have the Marines hold
Miss Long at the door.

You're a fool, Arthur.

And you're not wanted here, Henry.
Get out of the room.

Vivian left the embassy
10 minutes ago.

Then, get her.
And go armed.

Annie, Jai and
Roach are on their way.

Do nothing until
they get there.

Yes, ma'am.

Nothing.

Camden.
1218 Brewery Road.

Hello, Vivian.

Patricia. Or maybe I
should call you Elena now.

You're gonna have to
get used to it.

Sorry about the last
minute of it all.

You've been wonderful.

Passport still needs
a signature.

You look amazing in your
picture, by the way.

My passport photo
looks like my butt.

So, I heard you
closed the club down.

We've had to adjust
a few things.

You like Annie?

Very much.
She's perfect for us.

I know. I just wish
she didn't have to do this.

Hands behind your head, please.

Annie? I thought we were
going to meet at the pub.

Any others?

She's alone.

Not for long.
Asser, get back outside.

We need to move quickly.

Jonathan, what's going on?

Patricia?

Your friend speaks
Turkish, Vivian.

I thought you were listening.

I could see it in your eyes.

You were really
very good until then.

Excellent.

Annie?

I'm one of the basement
people, Vivian.

We got flushed out.

Oh, my God.

On your knees, ladies.

What? No, Jonathan...

Sorry, Viv.
You really are a very sweet girl.

Oh! Oh!

Hey!

Oh! My tooth.

Annie, up here!

Come on!

Down here!
There's a way out!

She's down!

Vivian!

There's too much fire!
Wait it out!

Annie!

We have to go.

Down there! There's a stairway!
Get her out of here!

A life saved.
A mission blown.

You just lost a huge
opportunity, Arthur.

Not according
to the Director, Henry.

Apparently, you don't have clearance
for his morning briefing,

but the Angola chatter
has gone quiet.

Alara Koman's dead, Vivian Long
knows far more than we thought,

and we're getting very good intel
from the men Jai captured.

You should be proud of him.

Optimism weakens any equation.

You should know that.

Pessimism kills the
equation before it starts.

You looked better
with your beard.

Grow it back, Henry.

Get some sleep last night?

Oh, I still have plenty to worry about.
There's the Liza Hearn leak.

Ben Mercer's still out
there cowboying around.

Well, maybe you should sleep
in the master tonight.

I was thinking of
retiring early.

Flight 117 to Dulles.

Business class
now boarding, gate 522A.

They fly you business?

Coach.

When they turn off the seat belt
sign, I'll come back and visit.

That's us, Vivian.

Did I ever tell you
I wanted to be a spy?

It was in your file.

Now, I'm kind of glad
I didn't get in.

It's no fun leading
a double life, is it?

I mean,
the lying and deception.

Whatever happens now,
my wonky life is my own.

And that's a relief.

Sounds like you've
had a change of heart.

What happened to my masochist?

She's gone, Auggie.

Disappeared. Have a dentist
at the gate when I land.