Our Kind of Traitor Page #2

and then had them killed.

I'm like Misha.

I'm a threat to the Prince.

I'm a threat to Kremlin.

I know where the money

comes from.

They will kill me.

They will kill my family too

if you don't help me,

Help you? What can I do?

When you go back to London,

give this to your MIG.

At the airport

you tell them you have a gift

from the number one

money launderer

from the Russian mafia.

Tell who? Dima,

you've gut the wrong guy.

I have no one else.

All these f***ers, the lawyers,

the bankers and bodyguards,

they all work for the Prince.

They watch me all the time.

They listen to my phone calls.

I have no one else.

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You have

good time tonight?

Fabulous.

Look, we can walk from here.

Thanks for the lift.

Gail!

Go on, then.

Where did you disappear

with that girl?

I saw you going into

the villa with her.

- I was talking with Dima.

- What about?

He was showing me

round his house.

I'm not an idiot, Perry.

Come on, Gail.

Nothing happened.

You were the one who wanted

to come on this trip.

Yeah, 'cause I want things

to be like they were before.

I want things to be better.

Well, then why did

we spend our last night

with a bunch of strangers?

Well, you haven't exactly

been available yourself.

F*** off.

Next, please.

- Good afternoon, sir.

- Hello.

Welcome back.

Thanks.

Next, please.

There's some problem

with my passport.

You should go on.

- You all right?

- I'll catch up.

Yeah.

Excuse me. Can you tell me

how much longer

this is going to take?

Because I've been waiting

for two hours.

I'm afraid that's my fault,

Mrs McKendrick.

If you'd like to follow me.

I said I didn't want

my wife involved.

I'm sorry. Would you like her

to wait outside?

Involved in what?

I brought something over

for Dima.

What?

I don't know.

Perhaps you'd like to sit down.

I have some questions.

Not tough. Medium soft.

Is this all he gave you?

- Yeah.

- Didn't offer you any money?

He did, but I refused.

Then why did you bring it?

I thought

it was the right thing to do.

He said that his children

would be killed if I didn't.

You believed him?

He seemed scared.

He told you he was a member

of the Russian mafia.

And you still agreed

to help him.

You haven't checked the contents

of the memory stick?

No, no, I thought I could just hand it over

and be done with it.

I thought that would be it,

you know.

Why do you think he chose you?

I think he just took a punt.

We may need to

speak to you again

after we've checked

the memory stick.

In the meantime,

we'll need all your details.

And we'll need you to sign this.

Thanks.

I couldn't say no to him.

And why not?

I thought I could

keep you out of it.

Everything has consequences,

Perry.

You f*** one of your students,

there are consequences.

You run errands for

a Russian mobster, same thing.

Look, I'm sorry

about everything.

No sign

of anyone following them.

Did you have time

to wade through

the material

we bunged at you, Billy,

or did it interfere

with your golf'?

I can't stand f***ing football.

We're not going to the match.

- Who authorised this?

- You did.

Target headed

for the Diamond Suite.

Why am I here?

We've had some intelligence

from a potential source,

the principal money launderer

for the Russian mafia.

Why didn't you

mention this before?

Because you wouldn't have come.

- Champagne?

- No, thank you.

The man

in the dark suit

is Nicolas Petrov, the Prince,

a highly successful

and legitimate businessman,

as far as the world's concerned.

He's taken over

the Russian crime syndicate

since his father died.

Man next to him

is his consigliere,

Emilio Del Oro.

The Russian mafia

has nothing to do with us.

Patience, Billy.

Bushmaster's here.

Thanks, Ollie.

Our source wants

to prove his worth.

He's told us

that the Prince is in London

to meet a prominent

British politician.

Who the hell's Bushmaster?

A bushmaster

is a breed of snake, Billy.

Evening, sir.

Our former boss.

Current MP for lslington North

and head of

the parliamentary subcommittee

for trade and finance,

Aubrey Longrigg-

I can see who it is.

- Aubrey.

- Hello.

- What a pleasure.

- How are you?

Nice to see you again, Emilio.

My colleague, Mr Petrov.

Mr Petrov, at last.

- Are you a Tvarat fan?

- An Arsenal fan.

An Arsenal fan'?

You can't condemn a man for

going to a football match.

Not even if he's here to meet

the head of the Russian mafia?

So far it's nothing more

than a coincidence.

Well, according to our source,

the Prince is offering Longrigg

a substantial sum of money.

For what?

Two days ago

the Arena Bank of Cyprus,

a subsidiary of Petrov's empire,

filed an application

to establish

a trading bank in the city.

The purpose of this bank?

To launder billions of dollars

of Russian mafia money

here in London.

What does that have to do

with Longrigg?

The application was backed

by a distinguished list

of British politicians,

lawyers and bankers,

all recruited

by our friend Aubrey.

The game's

about to start. We should find our seats.

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Is that it?

For now.

I'm not getting involved

in your personal vendetta

with Longrigg.

It's more than my job's worth.

There's nothing personal

about it.

The man's a traitor.

He was corrupt

when he was in the service

and he's corrupt now.

He's working for

the Russian mafia,

and so are dozens

of the most powerful bankers

and politicians in this country.

You've no proof.

Let me make the source an offer

and I'll get you the proof.

Never before

have we had an informant

this high up

in Russian organised crime.

You won't get another

opportunity like this, Billy.

What does he want?

Asylum for himself

and his family.

That's out of the question.

The last thing

the Foreign Office needs

is another row with Russia,

and the Home Office doesn't

offer asylum to criminals.

These men are betraying

their country, Billy.

I'm sorry, Hector,

I'm not going after Longrigg

or anybody else

based on some

Russian mobsters word.

I don't like the c*nt

any more than you do.

But I'm protecting you

from yourself.

This stops now.

What did Matlock say?

He said we're on.

Under the brown fog

of a winter dawn,

"a crowd flowed

over London Bridge,

"so

"I had not thought death

had undone so many,

"sighs, short and infrequent,

were exhaled,

"and each man fixed his eyes

before his feet."

You see, Eliot is borrowing

from Dante's Inferno,

drawing a parallel

between his century

and the Florentine poet's

vision of hell.

Both writers, their societies

had become corrupt,

and more than that, listless.

And Eliot felt

that 20th-century Britain

was full of lost souls.

There's nothing that links him

to the house on Tuesday

and all of the forensic evidence

we can explain away

because of their past...

Relationship,

Um, can I speak to you later

about this, please, Dolly?

- Yes, of course.

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