'Today in Moscow, President Bush and President Putin met
'for their economic summit.
'$20 billion of aid to the Russian Federation
'has been granted by the International Monetary Fund.
'Our correspondent, Geoff Meade, is in Moscow.
'Geoff, $20 billion. A huge amount of money? '
'Kay, this is a massive vote of confidence in the Russian Federation.
'And it's very much down to pressure from Bush that this aid has been given.'
Patience.
(Shouts in Russian)
Ah!
You are a clerk at the Ministry Financo.
You have a password to an account.
I can't access it unless you enter the password.
Please do so now.
What's the matter? It's only American money.
Yes.
Thank you.
(Gunshot)
(All) Na zdorovye.
(Distant siren)
Do we really have to involve them?
Can't Ml6 do the job?
They want to keep a safe distance
and the last thing we want is the Fraud Squad.
Dear God, no!
So we're stuck with these people.
Ah, Harry. Come in.
Sir John. This is Tom Quinn. Sir John Barry, Governor of the Bank of England.
- Pleased to meet you. - Tom.
This is Sir Richard Bowman, head of the bank, Bowman and Company.
- Pleased to meet you. - How are you, Dicky?
Oh, not quite in the pink, but well.
- Dicky and I go back a very long way. - Right.
So, shall we?
Actually, someone is joining us.
Here she is.
Running a little late. Hope no one's inconvenienced.
Please, sit down, everyone.
This is Amanda Roke from the Chancellor of the Exchequer's office.
Ms Roke, this is Harry Pearce and Tom Quinn from Ml5.
Pleased to meet you, Ms Roke.
You're a Treasury civil servant?
I'm the Chancellor's political counsel.
Ah.
Perhaps Sir Richard should...
Last night, one of our employees stole $1 billion from us.
This is our thief - John Lightwood.
A young man I would've trusted with my life.
The Chancellor is deeply concerned about this matter.
Bowman and Co is more than an old family bank.
It is a British institution.
A scandal like this could send it to the wall, trigger a stock exchange crash,
even lead to a major economic depression.
We cannot allow that to happen.
That is why we suggested Ml5 be called in
to find John Lightwood and recover the money he stole.
Surely this is a job for Scotland Yard?
There's a sensitivity here. Police would mean court cases
- and leaks to the press. - What sensitivity?
Look, all you have to do is do what you're told.
- I beg your pardon? - It's all right, Tom.
The stock exchange may tremble
but banks have failed before and Ml5 hasn't been called in.
What's so special about this case?
Very well. Bowman and Company handle certain government accounts.
- Ah. - So you're the government's dirty bank?
I don't think this is helpful.
This is very adventurous of you, Dicky.
Thank you, Harry.
As far as Ml5 is concerned,
this operation is strictly on a need-to-know basis.
All you have to do is find John Lightwood and the money.
This is his file.
Right. Well, you'd better get on with playing at policeman.
- You will liaise with my office. - Absolutely.
(Siren)
What'll they want next? Officers as traffic wardens? It stinks.
I agree. I've known Dicky for years. I've never seen him so worried.
We could put someone in the bank undercover.
- Good idea. - Really?
Why not? We are spies.
We're doing all we can to find John Lightwood.
Mobile phone usage, credit cards, the works.
Probably in Barbados now.
I had Special Branch turn over his flat
and the bank have identified this man as Tim Prachett.
He's also a trader at Bowman's. Seems like those two were best friends.
Do I get the impression you all hate doing this?
Well, I'm with you. Enough playing at PC Plods.
We're putting an officer into this bank, undercover.
No one pulls the wool over our eyes and no one will be told, certainly not Sir Richard.
So who's going in?
Me? Undercover in a bank?
You've a history of swindling credit cards. I thought you'd be peffect.
Oh, yeah. Thanks.
They want to replace Lightwood. We'll make sure you get the job.
Malcolm will give you a legend and a great CV and Ruth'll teach you share trading.
- Don't worry, it's all about cheating people. - Oh, right.
Zoe, I want you in there as well.
Go through records, files. We want records of Lightwood transferring this money.
I want to know what they're not telling us about this bank.
We can see who can make the most money.
You'll make zilch. You'll be a cleaner.
- Buy half a yard at 75. - OK, done. Zurich silver.
Selling half a yard at 82.
- Too high, Danny. - Look at Singapore.
Cripes! OK, done.
- Ruth, what just happened? - Danny just made 50 grand
or he would've if we'd been really trading.
How do you know all about this stuff?
I was in love with a big swinging dick. That's slang for a trader.
How's Danny measuring up?
- Oh, he's a huge talent. - I was afraid of that.
So what news from our cousins over the water?
Washington CIA are hyperventilating about money.
$20 billion of aid has gone missing in Moscow. American money.
20...?
It's goodwill to Russia, to get them in step on the Middle East.
The money could come here. If you hear anything at all, you'll tell us?
You'd gain much love from the heart of America.
How could I refuse?
Tim, this is Joshua lkoli.
- Hi. - Hi.
Joshua will do John Lightwood's accounts. He's very hot stuff.
Blazing references.
- Have to watch ourselves, then, won't we? - Indeed.
Tim will help you if you're not familiar with the systems. All right, Tim?
Yeah.
I look forward to your accounts at the end of the day then, Joshua.
- The disgraced man's shoes. - I don't get you.
They say Johnny Lightwood stole money.
Success or theft? It's a thin line in this game.
- You could say that. - Did you know John Lightwood well?
Don't be crass.
None of us know each other that well round here. Why the hell should we?
Jazzer, Josh at Bowman's. Yeah, great.
Socking it to the natives over here.
GCHQ says the German government is manipulating the cost of German steel.
'They want the price up five points.'
No trade.
- First-day nerves? - Never piss on your own shoes.
True, true.
This is Joshua lkoli, new at Bowman's. Yeah, hi.
Düsseldoff Steel - buy a hundred at 67.
Thanks.
Did you just squeeze the price on those options and sell them on?
Yep.
Christ, you just made 250 grand, minimum.
Yep.
This is Joshua lkoli, new at Bowman's.
Ah, Zoe.
You have delivered me shredding. Delicious.
- (Zoe) 'How long will it take? ' - An artist cannot be hurried.
- Oh, yes, he can, Malcolm. - (Beeps)
(Police radio, indistinct)
- Tom. - Hi.
It's definitely your man. He's in a right mess.
(Camera clicks)
They crucified him.
Looks like.
I want Special Branch on to all the media.
No news, no press, absolutely none.
OK.
Someone's sending a warning. "Mess with us, we'll crucify you."
Look, I've got an order to buy at 52 and 100 million.
Can you improve on that?
OK. No sale, no trade.
- I'm Maxi Baxter. - Josh lkoli.
- Nigerian? - My dad. I was born in Peckham.
- That'll be good. - Go for it.
- Yeah! OK! - Yes!
Welcome to the animal room, Peckham boy.
Singapore. Hi, Lei Fing, it's Maxi. I want 50 Hang Seng at market price.
(Man) Deal!
...work for you. I really can.
- 48, 49. - Come on, come on.
- Yep. - But that's what I said to you this morning.
(Bell rings, low cheering)
Bitch day! Bitch market!
I wrenched my testicles just to keep even.
How about you?
Up 1.5 mil.
(Applause, whooping)
Animal room trader of the day.
- A tradition. - And drinkies are on you.
- Whoo! - Oh, great!
- Great. A greasy evening? - Hm.
All right.
Little girls'.
She is a bad woman.
You want to find out how bad, sleep with her.
Johnny Lightwood did.
Noted. What's the rest of the squeeze like around here?
I'm off. Girly club.
- They lick you. - I'll have some of that.
Good man.
(Liberty X: Just A Little)
Get hot just a little
Meet me in the middle
Let go just a little bit more
Just a little bit
Give me just a little bit more
Just a little
Oh baby won't you just
Work it a little
Get hot just a little
Meet me in the middle
Let go just a little bit more
Just a little bit
Give me just a little bit more
Just a little bit more
Work it a little
Get hot just a little
Let go just a little bit more
Just a little bit
Give me just a little bit more
(Laughing)
To pleasure.
Yeah.
I mean, abusing your mind and your body.
It's sort of an art form.
John Lightwood good at that, was he?
Lightwood? Ooh!
- An artiste of the good times. - (Laughing)
He couldn't say no to nothing. He'd a big thing going.
What thing?
Don't know if I ought to say.
Try me.
Johnny Lightwood was helping dirty money through the bank.
- Tasty. - Very.
Money laundering these days. If you've got the bottle, why not? You know?
I mean, this is the mother of bear markets, right?
But everything's in pieces.
A butteffly flutters in Tokyo, millions are wiped off the London, New York exchanges.
In times like these, if you can't make money the right side of the line, go over it.
And John was well over the line?
- All the way to Lugano. - Lugano, Switzerland?
Is that where the money was going?
- To the Banco Co-operativo. - (Belches)
Whose name was the account in?
No idea.
- You're not as pissed as me. - (Laughs)
Come on!
- I wouldn't say that. - You love it.
- Come on! - Ooh!
Sorry about the early morning debrief, Danny!
Needs must. Things are becoming murderous.
John Lightwood was tortured to death. We must know why.
But, Danny, you and Zoe watch your backs. Hear me?
- Sure. - Right.
- Money laundering. Do we understand it? - You wash money clean.
- See laundrettes. - Right.
It's not laundrettes, it's banks.
You move the money from one bank to another so fast,
no one knows where it came from.
- And Bowman's is? - One bank on the way.
It can be there then not there in a second.
Don't think of cash, coins and notes. It's...
It's like a cloud. It can be blown around the world,
split into little clouds and can gather in a big storm in one place.
It's a very beautiful thing, money.
Do we have anything on this bank in Lugano?
It's a Swiss bank.
God Almighty himself wouldn't get a statement and its computers are firewalled.
- You can't even get a staff list. - Do they have a London office?
Yes, they have a suite permanently booked at the Royal Paramount Hotel, Mayfair.
- A hotel suite? - To entertain clients discreetly.
Maxi Baxter. I think she slept with Lightwood. Can we get everything on her?
Yes. Ruth, you look into this woman. Let's put an obbo on the hotel.
Are the security circuits in the rooms turned off?
Don't worry, I checked.
Here's a copy of the Official Secrets Act. Sign it for your own peace of mind.
My guests must not know.
They won't.
No one sees us, we go through walls.
Just pop through the wall, get us a cup of tea would you, Mal?
Sorry. Got a bit carried away there.
Right. Let's bug this place and go.
Tom, it was Russian.
- What? - The way they crucified him.
Look. Here's a 16th century Russian icon.
See?
Arms straight, feet not crossed.
- A Russian did this. - Russia.
It's right in the tradition of the Russian mafia.
This was your father's room, wasn't it?
I should never have got involved with you.
I approached you. Remember?
You were horrified but then you said yes.
For a handsome commission.
This boy, Lightwood.
- You had no idea what he was doing? - I swear to you, no.
Greed must have overcome him.
But in the name of God, why leave him on Hampstead Heath like that?
It was a warning...
to you,
you genitally-shrivelled, English pant-pisser.
That is so much better in Russian. If only you spoke my language.
- You're insane. - No. Just free to do what I want.
The huge sums of money make anything possible.
Listen, English banker.
The transfer of $1 billion was a trial.
Now we have to take the risk of transferring the rest of the money out of Moscow.
- $19 billion. - Oh, God!
The CIA, the Russian Federation security services,
are looking high and low for that money.
It must go in the next 48 hours.
Nothing will go wrong this time. When the money comes into your bank,
you will personally make sure it gets to Switzerland.
Understand?
What is that?
It's beautiful.
I had no idea your father owned an icon by Dionysius.
15th century. It's incredibly rare.
Do you know what Dostoevsky said?
"Beauty will redeem the world."
Please, take it as a gift.
Why, thank you, Dicky.
I'll see myself out.
(Phone)
- (Beeps) - Speak.
Shvitkoy wants to launder the rest of the money.
- When does he want to do it? - In 48 hours' time.
- Well, terrific. - I don't see anything terrific about it.
- This time, it'll work. - It's too dangerous.
Same as before. Who'll handle the money this time?
I don't know. I can't think.
- All right. I will. - No. You must be deniable in this.
I am very unhappy. I want to talk to the Chancellor.
This is too sensitive for the Chancellor.
- But if it goes wrong again... - Sir Richard!
We are all aware of the risk you are taking for the government.
I'm not taking it for the government. I'm taking it for the country.
Yes, of course.
Just find someone to do it. Sir Richard?
So, what do we have?
An amazing thing.
Richard Bowman opened an account for John Lightwood with a balance of £500,000,
the day the $1 billion went missing.
- A bonus? - Nope. They're paid at the end of the year.
This was done by Sir Richard with a copy sent to Lightwood
and someone destroyed any record of it.
Or thought they had. Until our Leonardo of the dustbins got hold of it.
Oh. Thank you, Harry.
So what does this mean? John Lightwood was paid to steal from the bank?
We need to know more. Tell Danny to get friendly with the Maxi girl.
As friendly as it takes.
(Maxi) A carrot and coriander cocktail. They say back in the '80s,
young city bloods like us drank two bottles of champagne for lunch. Heroic days.
But where are all the young bloods now? In alkie clinics.
Though some get away with it still.
Like John Lightwood.
Really?
And what is it you think he got away with?
The jungle drums say he nicked a billion dollars.
Now there's a true modern hero.
He was a friend of yours, wasn't he?
Maybe.
What are you saying?
Do you want to try what he did?
Well, you know this male thing we have -
recklessness.
I don't think that's just a male thing.
Tim said you were a bad woman.
Do you think he's right?
He said there's a way I could find out.
Are you going to try it?
Would I be allowed?
That depends on the strength of your market penetration.
Of course.
(Harry) Does Downing Street want to know what's going on?
It does not want you accusing Sir Richard of laundering Russian mafia money!
- Close the door. - You exceeded your remit.
- Remit? - You put a mole in the bank.
We must know what's been going on at Bowman's.
You're inteffering with matters that aren't your concern.
- You are to withdraw your officer. - Are you giving us orders?
- Absolutely! - And who are you to do that?
Are you from the Joint Intelligence Committee? No.
Are you a member of government? No.
Did someone elect you? No. Are you a real civil servant? No.
So what are you?
Take this seriously, gentlemen.
Very seriously.
How come our gremlin in Downing Street knows Danny's undercover?
If there's a leak here, we must plug it now.
Colin.
I'm gonna have to trust you.
I just have to take that leap in the dark.
What do you mean?
Someone has been passing on the details of the bank operation.
I want you to monitor all the computers on the grid.
You want me to snitch? I don't want to do that, Tom.
This job asks difficult things of us sometimes, Colin.
(Typing)
- I suppose you have evidence? - Computer traffic from your station, yes.
- I coded it good. - Colin uncoded it good.
You betrayed us.
Ml5 is a government department. I only told Downing Street what you were doing.
The government can't betray itself to itself.
Don't be naive, Ruth.
You know exactly what's going on here. GCHQ planted you on us.
Tom, I so much wanted to join Ml5.
To be a real spy.
They said I could have the transfer if...
very occasionally, I reported what you were doing.
This is the first time I've done it.
Reported directly to Amanda Roke?
Well, now you're a classic double agent.
How does real spying feel?
The horrible thing is, it's rather exciting.
Ruth, I've got two officers in the field at high risk.
Do you want to get Danny or Zoe crucified on Hampstead Heath?
Don't.
I'll have to tell Harry.
I'm so bloody good at this job.
You know I am.
Well...
that's that, then.
Of course, double agents can be turned.
Oh, Tom.
You're on probation.
Thank you.
No, it's not a thing I should have done.
As a banker, I am ashamed of myself.
- Why? What have you done? - I've booked a hotel room.
Well, er...
You don't mind?
No, I love it.
- Is it...? - Around the corner, Park Lane.
Oh, you are not thinking "greasy Italian man"?
Oh, yes, I am.
Shall we...? It's the Royal Paramount.
- Mm, posh. - Of course. But if you don't like...
- Oh, no, no, no, no. I like. - Ah.
Oh, no.
- (Zoe) 'This feels so decadent.' - 'I'm glad you like it.'
'Oh, and there is this.'
No, no.
How dare you put an obbo team on me.
- We rigged that room to see what we'd get. - I hope you all had a good gawp.
Oh, Zoe.
Who was on obbo duty?
Colin.
- You didn't sign in you were seeing him. - I'm not the first to do that.
He took you to rooms used by a Swiss bank,
the same bank the laundered money was destined for.
Oh, please God, no.
You know what's going to have to happen next?
What?
Are you going to tell me I can carry on sleeping with him if I inform on him?
I'm sorry, Zoe, I have to tell you. He's married.
- No, he's not. - Her name's Maria.
She's the daughter of the Italian finance minister, Antonio Gustino.
Your man married very advantageously.
For God's sake, Zoe, you didn't even look him up.
Mm?
I, erm,
I just wanted a little bit of space,
just for my own life, you know?
I will get Colin to lose that section of the tape
and I will shut him up
but we need to know if this man is involved.
Yeah.
OK?
Yeah.
Tom, something wondefful.
Death certificate. Maxime Anne Baxter.
Died in Victoria Gardens, Farnham, Surrey, 31 March 1979, aged 3 months.
Birth certificate. Maxime Anne Baxter.
Born Victoria Gardens, Farnham, Surrey, 31 December 1978.
This birth certificate used to get a minor's British passport in 1990.
My God. What about, er, schools on her CV from the bank?
Enrolled at Salehill Boarding School, aged 13. Good place for the oddball girl.
Before that, she was meant to have gone to, Farnham Park, has no record of her.
And there are no records at all - doctors, anything - before 1990.
She suddenly appeared in London with a complete legend?
It's a puzzle, isn't it?
- Ruth, this is great work. - Tom, I'm so glad you think so.
Come with me.
- A wild guess. - Try me.
Daughter of a powefful man.
Wants her safe in England, has the clout to get her a new identity in 1990,
- when the Soviet Union's collapsing. - Ex-KGB, turned businessman.
I'm beginning to see him in the shadows. Aren't you?
So? Can we set up a trap for this girl?
All right. But the budget won't run to the Docklands shag-pad of Danny's dreams.
His flat will have to do. Get a team to erase Danny's identity and tart it up.
So, er, we walk round to the hotel?
My lunch time's almost over, actually. Better get back.
But lunch time was your idea.
Emma, have I offended you?
I don't want to see you any more.
What?
It's because of work.
Work?
You're a banker and, er,
we're doing some work with the bank.
So?
So there's a conflict of interest.
Dear God, you're talking like some middle-aged bureaucrat.
I can't have my work compromised.
I'm very ambitious.
I love my work. It's, er... It's just this thing I've got.
Hey, no, don't do this.
Mr Carlo Franceschini.
- Who are you? - We work for a government department.
Why should I believe you? You could be common muggers.
Your father, Alberto, was born in Milan.
Your mother Margherita, maiden name Pollini, is Italian Swiss.
What is this about?
$1 billion was stolen from a British bank.
The money was placed in an account in the bank you work for.
- We want the name of its user. - Hm.
How about the secret name of God as well?
The men who stole this money are major criminals. They kill.
Look, for a bank, money is morally neutral.
Mr Franceschini, think very carefully about the situation you're in here.
The situation is, I am sitting as a free man in a pub in a free country.
Do you wish your wife to receive copies in the post?
Or we could e-mail them to her and to her father.
You realise, for the Swiss,
a banker's confidence is as binding as that of a doctor or a priest?
The account is held in the name of Victor Shvitkoy.
Why did you allow us to come into this
without knowing that one of the most powefful psychopaths
in the Russian mafia was involved?
Did you know he has an agent working in your bank?
Oh, no. Not Maxime Baxter. She's one of our best.
Birth certificates, passports - everything's false.
We believe she's Victor Shvitkoy's daughter.
Dear God.
(Tom) I have two officers in the field.
One of them is going to meet this woman in two hours' time.
So we must know, why is Bowman's Bank involved with this money?
Governor. Explain.
I have Downing Street's authorisation?
When the $20 billion of aid went missing in Moscow,
Victor Shvitkoy approached Sir Richard.
Would he be interested in handling a large sum of money very quickly?
When I reported Shvitkoy's approach to Ml6,
they asked me to do what Shvitkoy wanted.
Sting him.
- Yes. - Steal the money from him?
I instructed John Lightwood to move the $1 billion into Shvitkoy's Swiss account.
That was a trial run.
Unfortunately, Mr Lightwood stole it.
And Shvitkoy found him.
- Yes. - What about the other 19 billion?
Shvitkoy is still going to try to launder it.
He believes I am his creature.
He thinks I can be used.
You realise governmental proximity cannot be acknowledged?
The Treasury can't be seen near laundered money?
Yes.
This will be yellow flagged "top secret" all the way, have no fear.
An incredibly brave and dangerous game, Dicky.
Nature intended me to sit behind a desk balancing books,
not go double-crossing Russian gangsters.
All the more credit to you.
(Phone)
Excuse me.
I must... concentrate.
The idea was... and is...
- to steal the money back. - For the Americans?
(Russian man) 'Sir Richard.
'Dicky.
'I like calling you by your familiar name.
'We are close to doing a famous thing, a famous theft.
'You have no choice but to move the money.
- 'Do you understand? ' - Yes. I understand.
Is there something you're still not telling us?
- I can assure you... - Governor!
- (Harry) Dicky. - (Moaning)
- (Governor) Richard. ...EC1.
(Struggling) Shvitkoy. He's transferred the rest of the money
- from Moscow. - He's had a stroke.
Account number...
5, 9,
9,
8, 7,
4,
9, 5.
The money will only be at the bank for a few minutes. Your man must divert it at once.
I know exactly what my man must do and at what risk.
(Phone)
Yep?
- Right. - You look like a man getting a tip.
Something like that. Give me the numbers.
5, 9, 9, 8,
7, 4, 9, 5.
- Want me to repeat that? - Don't bother.
- What did you do just then? - How do you mean?
Were you transferring something in the main foreign accounts?
No, just taking a look. Taking five.
- There's a problem. - (Russian man) 'Speak.'
- Has the money reached Lugano? - 'I've not been advised.'
God, no. It's happened again.
'All right. Keep calm. Calm!
'Listen to me. Do you know who is responsible? '
I think so. Yes.
'Right, stay with him, do anything he wants to do.
'But get him to tell you where the money is.
(Fervently) 'Maxime, anything.
'Do what I say! '
- I have just nicked $19 billion. - Danny!
- What an amazing experience. - Danny, can you concentrate?
- What? - Are you with me?
Your lady friend is the daughter of a Russian hood called Victor Shvitkoy.
He killed John Lightwood.
What are Tom's orders?
Our lovely flat now has the trappings of a luxury banker's pad.
Can't wait.
Whatever you do, stay with Maxi.
Do whatever you have to to find out where her father is and...
And be careful, Danny.
Hope there's good booze in the fridge. I'll do it tonight.
- Ready? - Dark side of the moon?
Ooh, yes, please.
- They're leaving. - Good, Zoe. Go after them.
- They're on their way. Black London cab. - (Colin) I've got a signal.
- Are we ready with the flat? - Surveillance systems are operational.
Colin, when the word "yes" will do, use it, right?
- Yes. - Let's try and stay on top of this, shall we?
Come on, Danny.
Thought you'd be more upscale than this.
It does me. I'm never here. Drinkies?
Please.
Ah, shampoo.
Here we go.
What are we celebrating?
I, er, don't know if I should tell you.
I've got some unbelievably hot info.
What?
'You wouldn't believe it.'
- She's... - We're OK.
We're OK.
Try me.
Good old Sir Richard Bowman's family bank is laundering dirty money.
Really?
And, er, I've nicked it.
- You've what? - It was going from Moscow to Lugano
through Bowman's, so I pushed it into a little account of mine.
Well, a very big account now.
- How much? - 19 billion smacks.
- This is very risky. - He's trying to hook her.
'Lsn't that what John Lightwood did? '
Lightwood? Disappeared, hasn't he?
I don't know if you're a brilliant thief or a fool or what.
Brilliant thief and in a celebrating mood.
Where's the bedroom?
(Maxi laughs) 'I do love a corny man.'
I mean, I'm not actually stealing the money.
No.
I want to return it to its rightful owner.
For a little commission?
Just two mil. I mean, I'm not greedy.
No. Little puritan, aren't you?
Trouble is, I have to find the rightful owner.
Yes, you do, don't you?
Can you help me there?
What makes you ask that?
Instinct.
What happened to that champagne?
I'll be right back.
- She's... - The cleaners didn't do their job.
Hold. Everyone, hold.
- I'm going. - What?
I've left my inhaler back home. Sorry, I'll have to go.
- Shall we lift her? - Wait.
- I'll come with you. - Will you, now?
- What do we do? - We let them leave.
- Danny will be at serious risk. - Yes. Thank you.
(Distant car alarm)
Done the place up, have you?
It's a real bolt hole. I got it for a song.
Great.
Don't stand in the cold. Come in.
Ow! Bastards!
So,
Mr Daniel Hunter.
My daughter tells me she thinks you are very beautiful.
I don't think so.
No?
Well, if I put your eyes out,
you wouldn't have to look at your face in the mirror.
- Look, I'll do you a deal. - Excellent.
This is the deal I want. Listen.
You have some money of mine in an account
at a bank called Bowman's and Company.
Kindly tell me the codes,
the number of the account,
so I can enter the details into this computer and transfer the money.
Huh?
Listen.
My colleague
is holding a knitting needle.
And he will now put it straight through the cornea of your eye,
into the optic nerve.
I found this in his clothes.
- It's toothpick. - (Maxi) That's what I thought.
You see, Victor, tracker equipment's come on a lot since you were in the KGB.
(Slow, heavy breathing)
(Officer talks, indistinct)
(Sighs)
The Chancellor of the Exchequer, too, has asked me to thank you.
It was a highly satisfactory outcome.
Many thanks. I do hope your hearing's better.
Sorry, what?
(Laughs) Sorry.
Well, I shall leave you to your internal debrief.
Certainly.
After the excitement, the paperwork.
Written statements, then Tom and I will do the personal debriefings.
Excuse me.
- What about the money? - What?
The $19 billion. All of, what, £13 billion? What happens to it?
The right thing.
(Christine) Funny, you were talking about money.
(Tom) No, you did.
(Christine) Our Embassy economics analyst has gone insane.
- That's nasty for him. - A very strong rumour is freaking him out.
Rumour being...?
That the British Treasury have found a huge sum to improve the NHS - £13 billion.
There's a report from Moscow - blood-letting amongst the mafia.
$20 billion has disappeared in London.
World Trade Organisation money, American money.
- Rumours, reports. - Yeah.
Take a brave thief to steal from the Russian mob.
- What will the American government do? - Give them another 20 billion.
I mean, we can't be seen to be losing money like that.
No, no.
You did a great service to the country.
You confronted a most dangerous man and did so with great courage.
We have recovered this.
We believe it belongs to you.
If we don't go to Egypt, I'll break this window.
Don't be ridiculous.
- (Man) Major incident alarm! - Treat this as real.
- (Tom) What threat did they make? - To bomb ten British cities.
- VX. - Not the gas.
- (Danny) What if it's not a drill? - Is anyone feeling unwell?