Unlocked

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(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MAN:
Watch your backs!

ALICE:
When Mr Westicott

fired you, did he tell you why?

(SPEAKING UZBEK)

He said his wife is afraid of me.

Did you ever speak to his wife?

(SPEAKING UZBEK)

I tell her she has hips.

Good for many children.

Large, like my best sheep.

(CHUCKLES) You told her this?

Just tell him to not speak

to his boss's wife.

I'll straighten this out with Mr Westicott

and you can go to work tomorrow.

My cousin, he hates his new neighbours.

Egyptians. My age, mostly.

Nine blokes in one flat. Nine.

- Well, he should talk to his landlord.

- Yo, it's a council estate, innit?

Housing office then.

Yo. He already did that

and they sent Immigration round.

And?

And nothing. They were out that day.

(IN FRENCH ACCENT) Ooh, la la. I've never

been to Paris before. Beautiful, no?

- Yeah, it is. Will you put that down, please?

- Relax. I'm not gonna break it.

Okay.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Your minicab licence, um, expires in a week.

I need you to fill in this form for me.

- ALICE:
Your tea is cold.

- EMILY:
Sorry I'm late.

You get my email?

Nice to see you too, Alice.

How are the salt mines treating you?

My email, Emily.

MI5 raided the flat an hour ago.

- And?

- Empty.

Nine Egyptian nationals

cleared out this morning.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

We have a good lead, though. (SNIFFLES)

- Should have them in custody shortly.

- Shortly?

- If these guys are who I think they are...

- But we don't know that yet, do we?

But, as I said, the lead is solid.

(POLICE SIRENS WAILING IN THE DISTANCE)

- You'll call me?

- Of course.

- Soon as you have them.

- I promise.

WOMAN:
Hello, can I get...

Henry, come.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)

Emily?

(EMILY OVER PHONE)

CIA intel is always welcome, Alice,

and your cover is brilliant.

But those Egyptians...

- They're students.

- EMILY:
Students? Really?

Yes. Undergrads at UCL. The past three years.

(EXHALES HEAVILY)

Are you sure? They really fit the profile.

ALICE:
Complete background checks.

- They're absolutely clean.

- ALICE:
Okay.

Well, thanks for looking into it.

(SIGHS)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

- (STAMMERS)

- Shh.

(HORN SOUNDS)

(MAN THROUGH RADIO)

Dogcatcher, Dogcatcher, engage now.

MAN 2:
Copy that. We see him.

- (MAN GRUNTS)

- Shut up!

Stay down! Give me your hands.

(WOMAN GASPS)

PAYNE:
Jim McAllister. We'd flown him in

from Ramstein to interrogate a prisoner.

BARRETT:

St Thomas' Hospital is saying heart attack.

Our own docs are en route, but...

HUNTER:
He's dead, right?

Sir?

Are we expecting that to change

between now and after lunch?

I'm asking because my wife

is sitting alone at Chez Francois

on our anniversary.

Why was I called in?

The prisoner McAllister

was supposed to unlock.

He's a courier for Imam Yazid Khaleel.

- Khaleel has prison time left.

- He got a new lawyer.

Oh, how nice for him.

PAYNE:
The Brits have inner-circle assets

saying that he just gave a go order

for an attack on

an American target in the UK.

And we believe the courier

to be carrying it, sir.

American target?

All we have, sir.

- Who is the go order for?

- (SIGHS) David Mercer.

Mercer? Trust-fund jihadi

of Bloomfield Hills.

BARRETT:
He goes by his

conversion name now. Mohammed al...

F*** his conversion name.

What is his connection with Khaleel?

The imam's his spiritual authority.

Mercer won't lift a finger

without Khaleel's blessing.

Khaleel gives him credibility.

One more thing, sir. The ordered attack...

It's thought to be biological.

Send a car for my wife and flowers.

And by flowers, I mean whatever it takes

to keep me off the couch tonight.

WOMAN:
Please, take a seat.

- MAN:
Thank you.

- Good evening.

Mr Lasch, please.

- Yes. Please, go through.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

- LASCH:
Hello, Al.

So good to see you.

(GRUNTS)

- You look great.

- Thank you.

LASCH:
So the bus driver says,

"Lady, I'm sorry,

"you cannot bring a live chicken on the bus."

So she apologises, snaps its neck

and gets on.

(CHUCKLES)

- I've told this story before, okay?

- (LAUGHS)

Just a few times.

- But it keeps getting better.

- Mmm.

The whole feather thing, that was new.

- Now you're picking on me.

- (CHUCKLES)

What is that? New toy from Langley?

Dedicated sat feed of local intercepts.

Here.

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

- This is live?

- They're beta testing 'em.

(GASPS)

I want one.

Come on back to the field

and I'll get you one.

I'm not ready for that.

- I lost my nose for it.

- Bullshit.

You don't have the network you're used to.

Community embed posts

in allied countries are dead zones.

See, you don't do good with boredom.

I can manage.

LASCH:
All right, look, I'm an a**hole.

But we need your skill sets.

We need you on the front line.

ALICE:
Last time I was there, 24 people died.

Not everything is that bridge

in Paris, Alice.

- So how is your divorce coming along?

- Okay.

All right, we're gonna change the subject.

Oh, people do that when they don't

wanna talk about something.

It was not your fault.

I was your chief back then. I know.

It was not my fault but...

If you want me to make peace

with losing people...

I don't. I want you to make

peace with those you saved.

No, it was me. I lost them, Eric. Not Agency.

Not Paris station. It was me.

I was too slow and too late

and you're crazy to trust me with that again.

I've got 30 years in the craft,

so do me a favour...

Don't ask me to cover

what you can't bear to face.

- I wasn't doing that.

- Yes, you were.

It's understandable.

Nobody wants to face that pain again.

Let the past go.

Or it's gonna get in the way when it counts.

Good night.

(BEEPING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

PAYNE:
Marburg virus is a Category A

bio-threat threat agent

that may just trump Ebola

for the nightmare trophy.

Intercepts are flagging Russia

as the most likely source.

The Soviets produced a weaponised strain

in the '80s called Variant K.

It's on every jihadi's wish list.

(WOMAN IN RUSSIAN OVER PA)

And the courier?

PAYNE:
We snatched him last night.

We have him waiting.

(GROANS)

PAYNE:
It's not what he knows, sir.

It's that Mercer won't have met him yet.

The imam never uses the same courier twice.

So if we crack the courier for any

recognition measures needed for the meet,

switch him out with one of our guys,

we can change the message to

whatever we want.

And if Mercer buys it, he can shut him down.

It was all going beautifully

until our interrogator's ticker gave out.

Are you telling me we don't have

another interrogator in the UK?

BARRETT:
Our best people are in the sandbox.

PAYNE:
There is another case officer

with London station.

Alice Racine. But...

But what? Call her.

Actually, sir,

she's had a rocky couple of years.

Who's her COS?

I am, sir.

Background?

Racine was a teen runaway.

European born, her mother brought her

to the States when she was 12.

A year later, Child Protective Services

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