All language subtitles for Betrayal.2026.S01E04

GRUNTING

CLAIRE: 'At least Martin
actually gives a shit about me.'

JOHN: 'Oh, that's where
you're going?'

No, wait. Wait, wait.
I don't think we should.

Fatemah's giving a talk at
a university in Liverpool next week.

You honestly think
they'd use a chemical nerve agent

as toxic and lethal as sarin?

I had my first threat to life
ten years ago.

If I don't see evidence,
I am not cancelling.

MEHREEN: 'I don't work
for Qasem Asadi.

'Qasem Asadi works for us.'

He needs to make it look like
he's going ahead with it,

but at the crucial moment,
the device won't work.

RUDY: 'That flag on Jordan's phone,
it's come good.'

MAN GRUNTS

HEAVY BREATHING,
RINGING

HE GROANS

HE INHALES DEEPLY,
EXHALES

HE GROANS

BANGS DOOR

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

BEESTON: Let me get rid of him.

I warned him not to come back.

QASEM: No.
I will handle the journalist.

DOOR RATTLES

Craig, show Hossein the device.

QASEM SPEAKS FARSI

I need to just check it all out
before we get some...

INDISTINCT CHATTER

I see you're doing all you can
to blow my cover.

I know you're playing Six.

I've seen the lab.
I'm not.

I'm on your side, John. Trust me.

Ehsan is dead. Jordan is dead.

You don't seem to care
who gets hurt along the way.

I know Mehreen
explained the plan to you.

The plan is bollocks.

You have no idea how fine
the line is I have to tread.

I must think of my family.

Your family? Why, what is it?

What is it with your family?

I appreciate
that you have to trust me.

Look, I'm sure you were one
of the good guys once.

You won't be the first agent
that's lost his way.

VOICES APPROACH
There is a way back.

Make sure everything's spot on,
and then we're off.

You will stay here
until our business is concluded.

We have come to an arrangement.

Keep him here until
you have disposed of Jordan's body.

What about Ehsan
and my missing drugs?

He knows nothing.

Right, we'll get you back
to the hotel.

Wes, you stay here and watch him.
WESLEY: All right, boss.

METALLIC CLANGING,
RETCHING

GROANING

Hey. Pack it in.

RETCHING CONTINUES

Where are you?

Shit!

WESLEY WHEEZES

WESLEY COUGHS

RINGING TONE

SIMONE: 'Where the fuck are you?'

I'm at some premises
near Warrington.

You need to get into them.

'The operation's been taken
out of our hands.'

What?

'Qasem Asadi's an agent
working for Six.'

I know he is.

I was informed last night
Mehreen's taken over.

She's running the whole show
from Six.

To be frank, I don't think
she ever stopped working for them.

We need to get to the university
and stop Fatemah's talk.

I found a lab here.
It must be for making sarin.

I found Jordan's body there.

But senior management have been
spoken to by the top at Six.

It's a done deal.

'You need to get back
to London now.'

Shit.
PHONE CHIMES.

PHONE BEEPS

'Fatemah, you have to cancel.'

Look, some new intelligence
has come to light.

I'm not cancelling.

But I think there's a risk.
A real risk of mass casualties.

And what about the brave women
in Evin Prison?

Women who have actually
been silenced?

Someone needs to speak
for my sisters,

and I will give them a voice.

HE EXHALES

Morning.
Hm.

Can I help you, sir?
Oh, I'm looking for the bathroom.

Third floor.
Third floor.

Third floor!

DOOR CREAKS,
CLOSES

INDISTINCT CHATTER

Oh.
Hey. Nice to see you.

All clear.

Ah, shit!

LIFT DINGS

Stop! Stop right there!
Whoa!

Put your hands in the air.

Get down on your knees.
On your knees!

Where is it? WHERE IS IT?!

Where's what?

It's OK. Police. Move along.

Sorry.

Ladies and gentlemen, Fatemah Feyzi.

APPLAUSE If I may...

Thank you for having me.

I'm delighted to be here
and speak with you

about the current state of Iran.

BEESTON: Wes?

Wes... Wes, what the...?
Where is he?

Sorry, Craig.

PHONE BUZZES

What?

'Wesley's fucked up.

'The journalist has escaped.

'Are you sure he knows nothing?

'General?'

Continue with the plan.

LINE DISCONNECTS

While the big men decide
what weapons Iran can have or not

and pontificate as to whether Iran

can ever have a civilian
nuclear power programme,

I speak about other things.

No less important.

Women in Evin Prison in Tehran...
SHUTTER CLICKS

know they will face beatings,

solitary confinement
and be refused medical treatment.

SHUTTER CLICKS

But surely...

surely they are allowed
letters and food to be sent in

from relatives and loved ones.

Sadly, my sisters
will not be celebrating...

SHUTTER CLICKS
this New Year, Nowruz.

But I will always give them a voice.

I will not be intimidated.

We must free Iran.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

THEY MURMUR

I'm glad you heard Fatemah speak.

She's a great supporter
of our Persian Centre

and the campaign against the regime.

MEHREEN: See, John?
Nothing happened.

This is my operation.

I found the lab
where they're prepping the sarin.

Qasem needs to make it
look convincing.

So convincing
that they killed Jordan?

You're being played for a fool.

I think there's only one of us
looking foolish right now,

and it's not me.

Qasem said the attack
wouldn't happen, and it didn't.

Yeah, well, maybe this event
wasn't the real target.

No, John, he saved my life.
I trust him.

Well, what do you know
about his life?

What do you know about his wife?
His children?

What's that got to do
with anything?

I spoke to him.

Why don't you do some digging?
You spoke to him?

I think his wife and children
are being threatened,

and he's being coerced
to go through with this attack,

and you're either blind to it,
or you're in on it.

Of course I'm not fucking in on it!

RINGING TONE

WOMAN: 'Mehreen?'

I need a favour.
I need you to track another phone.

RINGING TONE

CLAIRE: 'Hi.'
Where are you?

Just came back to collect my things.

'We're staying at my parents'.'
I didn't realise we were separating.

SHE SIGHS
'I think we should just...

'take some time...

'space apart.'

Please, Claire, don't do this.

No, John, I'm sorry, but...

SHE SIGHS
we've hit rock bottom, and...

I just... I just don't think
we can come back from it.

DISCONNECT TONE

'Come on.'

It's been used to communicate
with a burner that Beeston's using.

Sorry, Chief, I've been barred from
helping you with anything like this.

Well, then I need you
to get me some info

on the place I was held
near Warrington.

Check for any suspicious vehicles.
Look, I can't.

They know I dug up that shit
on the doctor for you.

RUDY SCOFFS
Look, at the end of the day,

being a rebel
doesn't come naturally to me.

Look, Rudy,
you don't defeat an adversary

obeying the rules
and following procedure.

You find the weak spot,
and you take them down.

Oh.

Chief?

RUDY SIGHS

Fucking rude of leadership
to go above our heads like that.

I think Mehreen
has either lost control of her agent

or she's colluding with him.

I'm not sure I buy either one
of those theories.

She obviously came over from Six
to keep an eye on you,

spike the investigation.

Everything you said checks out.

Well, except the attack
on Fatemah's event at the university

never materialised.

But I did see where the sarin
was being made.

And they killed Jordan.

This really isn't over. I think
they've simply got a different plan.

Yes, but so long as we have
no evidence to contradict Six,

we're obliged to accept that they're
in charge and acting in good faith.

What if Asadi and Beeston
have simply switched targets?

How many would die
in a sarin attack?

100, 200?

I'm not sure Simone
has a choice here.

I just don't believe Asadi would
spike his own attack last minute.

I can't justify making enquiries
when we've been told to back off.

We've never held a file
on Major General Qasem Asadi.

I know it's frustrating.

I'm not frustrated. I'm angry!
We have been fucked by our own side.

This arrived for you.
Thanks, Janice.

HE CHUCKLES

RINGING TONE

MAN: 'Rudy.'
Hi, mate.

'You all right?'
Yeah, I need a favour.

PHONE RINGS

Yeah, hi.

WOMAN: 'The device you asked me
to track down, it's in Streatham.'

It's where?
'Streatham. South London.'

And what about Asadi's family?

'Sources on the ground
in the Elahiyeh district of Tehran

'are saying Asadi's family
haven't been seen for five days.

'Mehreen?'

PHONE BEEPS

CAR DOOR CLOSES

MARTA: Chloe's upset, isn't she?
She's so sensitive.

Yeah, well, she adores John.

And what about Martin?

I feel really shitty about it.

Was it nice sex at least?

Well, it was hardly Champagne
and bolero.

More like two shoves and a squirt.
MARTA LAUGHS.

And then he wept with guilt
afterwards.

MARTA EXHALES

How did you and John meet?

We met on a night out.

Wow, old-school.

He chatted you up in a bar?

Not exactly.

He introduced himself.

My friends thought
he was sure of himself.

Working-class chippy, you know?

But I liked him.

DOORBELL CHIMES

Hello.

SHE GASPS,
HOSSEIN SPEAKS FARSI

CLAIRE BREATHES
SHAKILY

HOSSEIN SPEAKS FARSI

No overreactions,
and all will be well.

MARTA GASPS

What about her?

CLAIRE SOBS

SHE GASPS SOFTLY

GULLS SQUAWK

PHONE BUZZES

Hello?

I'm here with your wife...
and your children's nanny.

OK.

'You need to come home.'

OK.

Come on your own.

Don't risk their lives pressing
the alarm for a rescue team.

LINE DISCONNECTS

CLAIRE INHALES
SHARPLY

It's gonna be OK. It's gonna be OK.

It's gonna be OK.

Phone.

And the other one, please.

Sit down.

CLAIRE BREATHES
SHAKILY

Well, at least let Marta go.
Yes, please, I would like to go.

And go running to the police.
She won't. She won't.

No, I won't!
GUN COCKING.

No, please.
No, no, no, no, no.

IN FARSI:

VOICES OVERLAP

I'm just gonna go home.

Marta!

GUNSHOT

CLAIRE SCREAMS
It's OK. It's OK.

It's OK.
CLAIRE SOBS.

JOHN BREATHES HEAVILY

HOSSEIN SPEAKS FARSI

Oh!

OK, all right.

OK, just calm down.
Please, just calm down.

It's not going to be long,

then Hossein and I
will leave you in peace,

and we will return to Iran.

This does not have to be unpleasant.

Are you OK, Marta? It's gonna be OK.
MARTA SOBS.

COMPUTER WHIRRING

ELECTRONIC BEEPING

KEYS CLACK

ELECTRONIC WHIRRING

I identified a vehicle of interest
with cloned number plates.

It's being driven
by two of Beeston's top guys.

It's heading eastbound
towards Manchester.

I see.

We know Fatemah Feyzi
has a handful of other events today

over the Persian New Year.

My assessment is this isn't over.

What about that burner phone
that John left you?

My mate hasn't got back to me yet

on the burner-phone location,
but I've...

Have we really got to do this
all again but with him instead?

Yeah, OK, Greg.
KEYPAD TONES.

Hello?

MAN: 'Rudy, I tracked that phone.
Craig Beeston.'

Yeah.
'He's in Stockport.'

Cool. Cheers, mate.

RUDY EXHALES

Beeston's in Stockport.

Well, that's his patch.
That's where we'd expect him to be.

Fine, Beeston's in Stockport,
but that eastbound van's

making the hairs on the back
of my neck stand on end.

WHISPERING: Every instinct I have
is telling me

we got this wrong, Greg.

Asadi and Beeston are doing this.

And how dare Six
take this away from us?

Fuck them.

Are you on board or not?

Oh, God.

CREAKING

DISTANT CHILDREN'S LAUGHTER

MARTA WHIMPERS

Are they threatening your family?

Then why is he here?

To make sure you go through
with the attack?

All you need to do is stay here,

and there'll be no more attempts
to prevent me carrying out my task.

IN FARSI:

GUN COCKING

No!
SCREAMING.

Just calm down!

Please, calm down. Calm down.

DOG BARKING

WHIMPERING

Does he know who you've been
working for these past few years?

You need to be quiet now.

MI5 will help you, I promise you.

Just put the gun down.

If they've got your family,
we can help get them out.

Qasem, please,
tell me what you need.

DISTANT VOICES

Qasem?
Mehreen?

GUNSHOT,
CLAIRE GASPS

It's OK.

GUNSHOT,
SHOUTING

WHISPERS: It's OK.

Yeah, you really expect me
to believe that, Mehreen?

GUNSHOT,
GASPS

No, Claire, no.

I'm a doctor.
Stop.

Tell me where you're gonna hit
Fatemah Feyzi.

It's too late.

I know you don't wanna do this,
Qasem.

Where are they gonna attack Fatemah?

Fatemah Feyzi's not the only
Iranian dissident living here.

This is the biggest day of the year.

The regime is planning a big splash

against its critics in the UK.

On Nowruz, our New Year?

Where? There'll be hundreds
out celebrating.

If you tell me where the attack
will take place, I swear,

we'll get you and your family...
CLAIRE GASPS.

Get back! No, please don't.
Take it easy. Let her go.

Qasem, let her go, please.

CLAIRE SOBS

Every year, I'm asking
to get out with my family.

But what I was giving you
was just so good, wasn't it?

All that military, scientific
and nuclear intelligence?

Yeah. It's saved hundreds,
maybe thousands, of lives.

And you kept me in my place.

CLAIRE WHIMPERS

If they'd got me out sooner,
we would not be in this situation,

as the Persians of Stockport
will find out.

Whatever happens on Nowruz
is on MI6.

GUN COCKS

HE MOUTHS

I risked everything for her.

She knows I despise the regime.

She knows I want to be free of them
like everyone else.

No... Hey! Hey!

CLAIRE PANTS
All right. OK.

Let me remind you
that you are both dispensable to me.

As I am dispensable
like so many others.

Like Ehsan Taremi.

No.
You know...

she gave his murder her blessing.

She organised five kilos of heroin

to be planted
in Ehsan Taremi's property.

Why?

To throw you and your colleagues
off the...

GUNSHOT

GUNSHOT,
CLAIRE CRIES

JOHN BREATHES HEAVILY

CLAIRE SOBS

CRYING CONTINUES

DISTANT SIRENS WAIL

They're on the M60.

ANPR ping.
One minute ago. Eastbound.

There's a junction coming up.

Get the junction camera up.
Sure.

There.
Good.

Pull it up.
Yeah.

That's it.

Call them.

RINGING TONE

MAN: 'SO15 ops.'
Counter Terrorist Command.

'Receiving.'

Hi, yes, State Threats,
Thames House.

'Go ahead.'

Yes, we've a suspicious vehicle
heading towards Manchester.

We need to get a drone up.
I'll send you the co-ordinates.

'Understood. Stand by.
Deploying now.'

JOHN: 'Hi, Rudy, son.'
Chief.

They're gonna attack
a Nowruz celebration.

I think it's gonna happen at
the South Manchester Persian Centre.

'It's the main meeting place
in Stockport

'for critics of the Iranian regime.'

OK, I'll get on it straightaway.

SIMONE: Probable target.
Persian Centre, Stockport.

South of Manchester.

SK2 6NB.
Beeston's on the move.

GPS on his phone.

He's heading north
towards our potential target.

I need to get back into Six
before the shit hits the fan.

CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS

HE EXHALES

Just... Just go.

GREG: Hello?
SIMONE: State Threats again, yes.

The developing situation
in Manchester.

We need a team
of armed officers now.

Hello, State Threats.

Yeah, it's regarding
this situation in Manchester.

We need to get the fire service and
the regional Hazmat team stood up,

and the Stockport NHS needs to get

their emergency PRR action plan
up and running.

No, no, no, don't intercept the van.

Head for the suspected target,

the South Manchester Persian Centre,
now.

We can't risk a threat to life
en route.

Possible mass casualty event.

Chemical nerve agent, sarin.

WOMAN: 'Two occupants
within the front of the van.

'We don't believe the occupants...'

MAN: 'Simone?'
Hello, boss.

'Are we on?'
Yep, they're moving.

There absolutely is a risk
of serious loss to life.

CHATTER,
SINGING

SINGS IN FARSI

CHILDREN LAUGHING,
SINGING DISTORTS

RADIO CHATTER

Persian Centre,
we need to get into it.

Can you get us the CCTV?
Yeah, sure. Already there.

BEEP

I'm in.
Good. Pull it up.

Punching it up.

Deploy armed response unit.

Yeah. The van's pulling in now.

'Firearms teams deployed...'

That's them, is it, Rudy?
Yes, Chief.

WOMAN: 'The vehicle is a left,
left, left into large car park.

'Travelling slowly northwards
towards Persian Centre.'

MAN: 'All units, suspect vehicle
approaching Persian Centre.'

The vehicle has stopped directly
at the rear of the Persian Centre.

'Black Range Rover
is a right, right, right,

'towards the Persian Centre.'

Beeston's approaching
the Persian Centre.

Stand by. Stand by. Stand by.

There is a serious risk
of loss to life.

This is a critical threat.

'Occupants exiting vehicles.
Two occupants in vehicle one...'

Punching up front-side camera.
'..two in vehicle two.'

The driver of the white van
is a white male

wearing shorts
and a light-grey sweatshirt top.

Yeah, that's him.

We have a positive ID
of Craig Beeston.

White male, six foot, stocky build,
in all dark clothing.

They have removed an item
from the rear of the white van

and are carrying it
in the general direction...

That's it. That's the sarin.
Condition Red.

'Firearms, Condition Red.'

Side entrance.

Intelligence suggests
the package may contain sarin.

Follow them, Rudy.

Switching to back room.
'Drone to Control.

'Three suspects
have entered the building.'

They're inside.

Three suspects along
with the package are now in, in, in.

Pull up the main room, Rudy, mate.

There you go.
We need to get them out.

Suspects appear to be
prepping device in the back room.

GREG: Where's the response unit?

What is the ETA
on the response unit?

We urgently need
to extract civilians.

MAN: 'Firearms vehicle inbound,
community centre.'

One of them is exiting the building.
Follow 'em.

WOMAN: 'One suspect
has exited the building.'

That's Karlson.
'Heading towards white van.'

Beeston and Wesley
are setting the device.

RUDY: Karlson's moving
to the front of the building.

Positive ID on this male
as subject Karlson,

who is moving to the front
of the building. Fucking hell.

Where's the response unit?
30 seconds away.

'Suspect remains
by black Range Rover.'

GREG: That's two of Beeston's crew
out front.

Unidentified suspect, possibly
armed, by Black Range Rover.

Come on. Come on.

Can we get the response
from the dashcam? On it.

MAN: 'Alfa response unit. Driving
500 yards from the car park.'

We need the bodycam.

'Alpha response unit.
Approaching location.

'Firearms on scene.

'We have visual on the male
by the black Range Rover.

'Male has reached
inside his waistband.

'Male has taken cover
behind bonnet.'

SHOUTING

OVERLAPPING SHOUTING

Police! Stop! Show me your weapons!

Show your hands now!

Second response vehicle up.
Don't shoot!

Bravo one, two and three
have a visual

on the male
by the black Range Rover.

'On your knees!'
'OK, get on the floor.'

SIMONE: Karlson has surrendered.

MUFFLED SHOUTING

Drop your weapon!
Hands where I can see 'em!

GUNSHOT 'Shot fired. Shot fired.'

Fuck.
GUNSHOT.

Fuck! Oh, God.
GUNSHOT.

'Drop it!'

OVERLAPPING SHOUTING

'Suspect down. Suspect down.

'Bravo team making ground
towards the centre entrance.

'The shot male appears deceased.

'There is a large firearm
at his side.'

'Control, firearm teams
are positioned.'

Beeston's gone in the back.

'One subject down.
Do not move medical forward yet.'

'Bravo team entering the building.'

'Bravo to Control. Going up three.
Proceeding to next sector.'

'Firearms making ground
towards the greenhouse.'

Rudy, pull up the CCTV
from inside the centre, please?

Course, Chief.

Extract personnel
before confronting the suspects.

Back room, please, Rudy.

Beeston's aware
we are in the building.

Evacuate the building now!

'Police! Everyone out!

'Move! Move! Now!'
'Move! Move! Now!'

PANICKED SHOUTING
OVER RADIO

'Everyone out the back door!'

'Everyone, out!'
'Everybody, move!'

'Wait over there.'
'Wait over there.'

'Civilians being directed away
from the threat.

'Ignore the log. Additional
casualties in the evacuation group -

'shock and minor injuries reported.'

That's the lot. Go to bodycam.

SIMONE: Neutralise the threat.

'Prepare to engage.
Prepare to engage target.'

'Stand back! Stand back!'

'Bang the door! Bang the door!'

SHOUTING OVER RADIO

Get back, get back!

BEESTON: Fuck you!
You fucking pricks!

GUNSHOTS,
GROANING

'Suspects down.'

JOHN: That's Beeston.

'Target neutralised.
Checking device.

'Device active. Withdraw! Withdraw!'
'Withdraw! Get out! Get out!'

He's released the sarin.

'Everyone, back!

'Go back! Go back!'

Where's the Hazmat team?

CBRN, where are they? It's urgent.
'Evacuate the building!

'Seal the doors! Seal the doors!'

'Move. Get in the van.'

KARLSON: 'All right.
I'm fucking going.'

HAZMAT OFFICER:
'Hazmat team going in.

'Hazmat team to Control. We are
entering the subject premises.'

HEAVY BREATHING
OVER RADIO

'Device sealed.

'Sarin is contained.
Clear for chemical clearance.'

'Confirmed.'

WOMAN SINGS IN FARSI

CROWD SINGS

CHILDREN LAUGHING

CHLOE: Come on, Kit.
Who can make the bigger puddle?

CHILDREN GIGGLE

CHLOE, DISTANT: Splash me!
KIT: Play football!

CHATTER CONTINUES
OUTSIDE

Did you manage to stop the attack?

MARTA: Careful.

You do realise that if you don't
answer that question after today,

then we're getting divorced?

HE SCOFFS
Are we getting divorced?

KIT: Oh, my leg.
MARTA: Oh, no!

CHLOE: Marta, catch.

Are you gonna answer my question?
What question?

Fuck off.

Yes...

we stopped the attack.

What about my question?

CHLOE: Oh, look at you.

You see, thing is, Claire...

when I found out
that you'd been with Martin...

it was...

But then I realised that that's how
I've made you feel all these years.

I love you.

CHLOE: This is so fun.

I don't know what's gonna happen
between us, but...

weirdly, I feel like
I understand you now.

KIT GIGGLES

SIMONE: The PM's been informed
sarin was present,

and he's spoken directly
with the President of Iran.

He'll move against the hardliners
before the end of the day.

The good news is Qasem Asadi's wife
and family have left Tehran.

They're on their way to the UK
via Germany.

What about Mehreen?

She's in with the boss.
She's in with the boss?

SIMONE INHALES,
SIGHS

And am I going to Royal Palaces
and Bollards or...?

I haven't had a chance
to discuss the matter

with senior management yet, but...

I think you're staying
at State Threats.

Thank you, boss.

I know you took a big risk
yesterday.

Well, it was a reasoned decision.

And by the way,
I saved your fucking arse.

There are conditions attached to you
staying at State Threats.

You need to retake units one
to three of basic agent handling...

You're sending me back to school?
Don't push your luck, John.

You need to do a refresher on anti-
and counter-surveillance protocol.

Redo the course on security
and personal devices.

And Valerie
will be expecting you later

to go through the operation
beat by beat

from the perspective
of ethical counselling.

What is ethical counselling?

SHE CLICKS TONGUE
Well done. Rest up.

RUDY EXHALES

When are you heading back to Six?

I'm not.
What?

Now Asadi's gone,
Six won't touch me with a bargepole,

so I'm staying at Thames House.

In State Threats?

I know I underestimated you.

Did you really sign off
on Ehsan's death?

Did you kill Asadi to save Claire,

or did he just pose too much of
a threat to the reputation of MI6?

You know the game.
Game? Why, what game is that?

You think Asadi
is the only agent we've got

where innocent people have been
sacrificed to protect them?

And that makes it OK?
Oh, come on.

When you took out Ehsan's killer,
who spared you?

He was an MI6 agent.

You killed one of our own, John.

If you're asking that question,

maybe you should get out
of intelligence work.

Sometimes,
when a sign says "don't touch",

don't touch and walk away.

Good luck, John.

MONA: 'Before he died,
Ehsan asked me a question.'

He said, "If you knew someone
was trying to murder"

"an Iranian woman with principles,"

"would you do something about it?"

And I said to him, "You would
have to do something about it."

"Because the day after
they come for her,

"they come for another woman
with ideals."

"And the day after that,
they come for your wife."

"And the day after that,
they come for your daughters."

CHILDREN GIGGLING,
WIND CHIMES TINKLE

So, how have things been?

What have you been up to?

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