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You know, Yasmina has never been inside

a place like this.

The man who owns it must be very rich.

Michael? He was my father's friend.

Was that all he was to you?

Fuck!

Okay, I know this apartment is bugged.

The target is gone.

Here is the detonator and the chip.

Everything was delivered as promised.

If I do this...

I will still help you.

But you have to prove your loyalty.

She has to be killed.

Cesar has intercepted an email from the Americans to Langley

about a high-level emergency meeting today.

I would like to suggest a course of action...

We kidnap the target's daughter and use her as leverage

to apprehend and interrogate the target

I can get you and Yasmina to England.

You have to travel separately and we have to go, now.

I got a call from the surveillance team around the girl.

They had them pinned in the apartment,

but they've heard no movement

or conversation inside for two hours.

It's evident that they've been extracted.

You realise I'm the only person in the world

who knows where your child is.

You can't see her until you give me

the name and location of that ship.

The reason you are with me is because we are the same.

Because if killing thousands of people...

helped bring your father back,

or your baby...

then you might think of doing exactly the same thing,

and that scares you to death.

I know what you were gonna do today,

and I know you did not want to kill me.

So I'm going to choose to believe

that you're not a monster

and that you are a human being,

and you're gonna do the right thing,

and you're gonna choose

whether or not to get in that car.

So, what's it gonna be?

I've always wanted to do this.

This is far as I can get ya.

You are gonna give me what you promised me, ain't ya?

Sorry. That was a lie.

Eh?

Do you know where you're going?

Of course. This is England. I'm home.

The driver will wake soon and report this truck stolen.

We need to ditch it and steal a car or hitch a ride.

The nearest town is Canterbury.

Fuck.

Quick, stand under here.

Okay. We need to split up.

Go to the Cathedral. We'll meet in the cloisters.

What Cathedral?

Just ask someone for the Cathedral.

Walk, don't run. Go.

Shit.

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

Sorry.

- No need to apologise. - All right.

Would you mind if I borrow your cell phone?

Mine doesn't work here.

Er...

- Sure. - Thank you so much.

- I'll just be a second. - Okay.

Hi, it's me.

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Look at this.

We got Frick and Frack on it.

Lucky us!

Who the fuck do you think you are?

Dude, shut the fuck up.

All right? Just shut the fuck up.

- Make me. - Eat a bag of French dicks.

- You first. - No, no.

- You first. - Stop it.

- Please. - No, no, please, you.

- Hey, keep your distance. - You fucking keep your distance.

Come on, come on.

Where are you?

I know you're here.

Look at that.

That'll do.

There's something about this place,

I feel like I can shed the weight of the world.

Simply be with... God.

Sorry.

Am I bothering you?

Not at all.

I feel exactly the same way.

They should be putting roadblocks

all over that fucking town.

They are. Give them a fucking minute.

Oh, really? Where? Show me one fucking...

Just look at the fucking screen, okay?

So sad.

She's so traumatized by everything she's been through.

It was the back of a truck, I just...

Awful suggestions in the dark.

I bought her a tea but she can barely swallow.

They come to Dover like that.

Those awful people, they just dump them.

She was beaten by soldiers.

She has a small child.

They've separated them.

She's so traumatised

by everything she's been through.

She hardly speaks any English,

but she says she has someone in London.

If I had a car I would...

You would what?

I would do God's work.

You know, I drove here, all the way from Guildford

to ask the Lord a question.

Now that my husband is dead...

what is my purpose?

I believe you just gave me the answer.

Your husband would be really proud of what we did today.

- God bless you. - God bless you.

Mmm.

Okay.

Okay. I understand. Thank you.

Okay. The British have confirmed

there is no evidence of the targets for three hours.

We have no idea where the hell they are.

They are reopening the bus and train stations.

I can't just sit here.

We've got 48 hours to get the name of that ship.

I'm getting on the next flight to London. Your city sucks.

Your intelligence services are 20 years out of date.

I like your food.

Hmm.

As soon as I punch my number into this ATM,

alarm bells will ring all over the world

and they will come for us.

So why are you doing it?

I chose this ATM between two rail stations.

They'll either think we're getting

a train north or a train west,

and they'll close those stations first.

They'll expend a lot of time and energy

on closing every provincial station,

on both lines, 736 of them.

We will be elsewhere.

- Where? - As soon as I do it, we have to go fast

and stay together.

It's either a really good idea or...

a really shit one.

Are you ready?

Yeah.

Go!

Hello.

Welcome to the Deep State.

We're going to Michael's.

Welcome home, Miss.

It's been too long.

Always a pleasure, Patrick.

Michael was MI6 before he went into even deeper cover.

He's the kind of spy that only a handful

of high-level operatives know about.

He conducts non-attributable operations.

Off the books.

And he's rich.

English rich.

Land, respect,

a name that came to England

with the French invasion in 1066.

And now he will hide us.

And help us.

His special skill is inventing new identities for people.

So I told him I had a friend who needs to be reinvented.

So she can start a new life.

He said, "Come, come, come."

Like a game had begun.

He used to quote Hamlet.

"God hath given you one face and you make yourself another".

And another.

And another.

I swear to God,

I cannot get free of you. You're my fucking shadow.

How did you know about this place?

MI6 gave me full access and permission to break in,

which I'm guessing you don't have.

No, I don't have permission.

I have a key.

Oh, look at you, did you find anything?

Where are you going?

I know she still has possession of the target.

And I have another idea where she might be.

You're going to follow me, aren't you?

No offence, but you and your girlfriend,

you can't handle this on your own.

Now, you just tell me where it is,

I'll get a full team there,

aerial, ground, whatever it takes

to apprehend the target unharmed.

When are you going to stop underestimating her?

If Imogen is there,

she's very close to making her plan work.

You do it American style, she will run.

I'm going there to back her up.

The only way you can come is if that's your plan, too.

All right.

But you got to drive.

They drive on the wrong side of the road here.

Messes me up.

Hello, darling.

Hi.

Oh, goodness.

You look perfectly frightful.

I suppose you'd better come in.

You don't have to worry.

Aside from Patrick, I sent all the other staff away.

I'm... I'm gonna have a... a Scotch. Would you like one?

Yes, please.

And you?

No.

Now, as I understand it,

you are the two most wanted human beings

in this whole hilarious world right now,

and it seems that not only the CIA

but all of the major agencies are looking for you,

and the use of lethal force

has been deemed acceptable in pursuit of you.

But you, on the other hand, must be captured alive

or else untold damage befalls the West.

Crikey.

Hmm.

It appears that you in your inimitable style,

you've made some sort of arrangement with her

to get the information that they so urgently need.

Dear heart,

you have not changed one iota.

I was taught by the best.

When will the passports be ready?

Hmm? Oh, erm...

Patrick will have those in a couple of hours.

I... I trust that will be enough time.

Quite the nail-biter, though, isn't it?

We'd like to get settled in.

Hmm.

I'll come find you in a bit.

Yes, of course.

Or shall we...

Shall we meet in the shed?

Of course.

Very good.

I need to know what's going on and what's going to happen.

We'll get the passports and the refugee status immigration papers

to get you to Canada.

We'll meet Noor and Yasmina near the airport

and you will be on a flight at 7:00 a.m. I swear to you.

Now, I need you to do something for me.

Go to the garage and get me the keys to the Land Rover.

We need to be ready to get out of here at moment's notice.

Imogen, what are you doing?

I just need to spend some time alone with him.

"I was mad as he,

if sad and merry madness equal be."

Are you lost?

Just follow the path back to the house.

Yes. Thank you.

And you can take a shower.

I was a Royal Marine.

I remember what you people smell like before we killed you.

Do you remember the smell of all the innocent people you killed?

And I got the grid coordinates.

I'm gonna get us some real-time shots

of the house and grounds.

So tell me what you know about this Oxford guy.

He was a lower-level diplomat.

Oxford educated, worked for Imogen's father.

And after her father died, he just disappeared.

Over the last 20 years,

he's played the "country gentleman,"

the "lord of the manor."

The kind of assholes

we got rid off in the revolution,

and the Brits still seem to love so much.

Ah, he got a nice house, though.

Yeah.

That guy?

Yeah.

She was in love with him.

Are you jealous, man?

No.

Are you sure about that?

I'm getting a real jealous-type vibe here.

I'll tell you what,

you're definitely better-looking than this guy.

I'll give you that.

Thanks.

So sorry to keep you.

One or two things I had to...

What is all this?

I've been watching over you.

It's quite touching.

Where do you fit in?

Oh, you know...

I have friends all over the world,

and lately, we've become...

distrustful of politicians.

We like to keep an eye on things.

As the world seems to spiral downwards,

it's potentially a moment of opportunity.

Opportunity for what?

You know, I've been a little disappointed

in you, actually, darling.

It appears that you might have

let your emotions get the better of you.

Perhaps you both have.

Why do you think you... you really think that the...

the leopard will change her spots?

You taught me that everyone is capable of everything.

Hmm. Oh. Mmm.

I know you never do things for the reasons people think.

Answer the question, Michael.

Opportunity for what?

Yeah, I... you know...

You know I don't involve myself

with men "full of sound and fury."

I am merely...

an observer.

Can you have dinner with me?

Because I have missed you so.

It's been too long.

You're always with me though.

This voice...

in my head.

And I hope to keep it there.

I'll meet you in the dining room.

Mmm.

I'll lay the table.

Is Yasmina all right?

Michael may not come through.

We need to find another way

to get the passports and immigration papers.

I don't care what it takes or what it costs.

We've done it before. Get it done.

I need to ask you a question.

Did you ever see any signs

of Russian involvement in this plot?

Yes.

The man you saw in Paris.

Emir, he would often speak to someone

on his cell in Russian.

Anything else?

There's the truck that got me out of Raqqa

was a Russian military truck. But why?

I've come to believe that the Russian FSB

is behind this attack.

You and it are just their cover.

They are using you as a pawn

in their sick game of retaliation against the US.

None of that means anything to me.

I only did this because he promised me

they'll protect me.

What did he promise you?

That if I designed this plan, they'd allow me freedom.

That was the only choice I had to have a life with Yasmina.

- So, why do you need me? - Because when I found you,

I thought maybe you'd help me find another way.

I am not so sure I trust you.

Still...

Tell me why we're here.

I will not betray you.

I will get you on a flight

tomorrow morning with your daughter. All right?

Tell me the name.

Tell me the name of the ship.

Like I said, only when I see her.

If you're lying to me, you'll regret it.

You will pay a terrible price,

and I will not be able to help you.

Is Emir Yasmina's father?

No.

I don't know who Yasmina's father is.

After the bomb in the hotel, I ran away

but they found me,

and when they bring you back, they do things to you.

It could have been any of them.

Once you're a mother...

as you know,

doesn't really matter who the father is, does it?

No.

It doesn't.

I love her.

I love her and I miss my daughter every day.

I'm sorry.

I need to have dinner alone with him.

I have an idea

and I need you to listen to me very carefully.

Your chauffeur was rude to Adilah today.

Oh.

I thought you would have got rid of him by now.

I find his hatred... focuses him.

Can be quite, erm, valuable.

And you trust him?

Oh, yes.

Yes, I do.

And I'm so very happy that you still trust me, Violet.

Mmm.

That name.

Silly girl.

"Silly girl".

Such a silly, silly...

silly girl.

Said in that voice...

It appears you want to...

want to say something to me.

And...

Why exactly did you come back?

Hmm?

I want you to tell me the truth about my father.

All my life, I've never understood something.

But...

why would they kill a British diplomat...

unless they knew...

that he had done something worth killing him for?

They were trying to get rid of him

or perhaps cover something up?

Turns out...

I was right.

He was a traitor...

Michael.

He worked for the Russians.

He was a double agent...

and he betrayed... his country,

and everyone he knew.

Which means that...

throughout my whole childhood...

the man I loved...

was lying.

But I think you knew.

I know you, er,

you must be very proud of yourself.

Although, I'm not in the least bit surprised

by the level of your skill.

Shut the fuck up.

Let me finish.

You were his protege.

He... loved you,

and he moulded you,

as you moulded me.

But you became something I could never become,

something beyond my father...

Oh.

... with no conscience.

Violet,

"there is nothing either good or bad

but thinking makes it so."

Here's the thing, my darling...

now, you know light,

it needs darkness...

to exist.

Equilibrium of the world order

swings like a pendulum.

We're going from a golden age

of traditionalism and relative social order

to one of darkness.

There comes a point when you have to encourage

that darkness, to nurse it along, if you will.

Only the complete collapse of where we are now

will allow the reemergence of another golden age.

As we know, where... where there is chaos,

there is also opportunity.

You know...

Oh, I've waited so patiently for you to come home,

and then perhaps...

perhaps see things...

with more clarity.

I am still...

still in love with you, you know that.

Our girl would've been now... would've been ten.

Can you remember her face?

Yes.

Every...

day.

Every day.

Come out with it.

I can take care of you again.

You know...

Marcus and I were just so...

so fucking proud of your...

of your shining intelligence.

You know the world is...

so much more complicated than you can ever imagine.

One thing he never got the chance to teach you.

You know and I thought I had.

You have...

Is it still in my room?

Yes.

Yes, of course.

I'll meet you there.

Take it easy now.

Just take it easy, okay?

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Now I'm gonna put this gun down now, okay?

Take it easy.

There you go.

Okay?

Okay.

Fuck!

Fuck.

Begin.

♪ My funny valentine ♪

Begin.

♪ Sweet comic valentine ♪

♪ You make me smile with my heart ♪

♪ Your looks are laughable ♪

♪ Unphotographable ♪

♪ Yet you're my favourite work of art ♪

♪ Is your figure less than Greek ♪

♪ Is your mouth a little weak ♪

♪ When you open it to speak ♪

♪ Are you smart? ♪

♪ But don't change a hair for me ♪

♪ Not if you care for me ♪

♪ Stay, little valentine ♪

♪ Stay... ♪

Imogen! What?

Tell me the name of the ship and where it's going...

or I swear to God,

these sheets will be soaked in your blood.

I...

Tell me!

You...

You haven't got it in you.

You never have.

Because you...

You are the best of us.

I am so sorry, darling.

♪ Each day is ♪

♪ Valentine's day ♪ ♪

I need to get to Adilah.

Come on.

Yes.

Yasmina's waiting, she's two hours away.

I'm not gonna let them take you in.

Fuck! Go!

Hey, hey, hey.

No, no, no, no.

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

No.

Eh...

Turn around.

Turn around, you fucking coward!

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

Take him out! Take him out!

I've arranged to have Adilah's body flown to Paris.

We'll see to it that she's buried beside her grandfather

as you requested.

Max is at the hospital.

He's gonna be okay.

- And Michael... - Please.

Don't.

It's over, Violet.

Come with me.

I'll be just a minute.

Hi, Dad.

You escaped... our life.

I knew you were alive, you know.

I could feel it.

How could a father possibly abandon his child like that?

You were watching me?

You watched me become...

100 strangers?

You were behind the entire thing, weren't you, dad?

You were a traitor.

And not just to them.

You were a traitor to me...

and I will never, ever...

forgive you for that.

"Hell is empty...

and all the devils are here."

Merci.

Au revoir.

You'll be safe in Canada.

- I've made sure of it. - Au revoir.

I'll be there in a few hours.

What's my new name?

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