- Hi. Matthew Nolan. - Shen Zhao.
- I'm sorry. - Oh...
So you crashed the car without Shen Zhao in it.
And when the police arrive, there she is.
Sotheysay.
Did anybody give you anything to bring back?
What? No, nobody gave me anything.
Who is Sir George?
Sir George Chapman,nhe owns World Pacific Medicine.
I went toWorld Pacific Medicine offices.
Hey!
Men with guns are looking for me.
Hana, what's happening?
Amber Hurst is dead.
It was made to look like she overdosed.
Dr. Ward, I'm placing you in custody for the suspected murder
of Amber and Steven Hurst.
Minister Tang,
you're aware there have now been three deaths onboard 357.
Can you explain that?
Sounds more like an accusation than a question.
Try not to get blindsided.
Where is she? Zhang, where did she go?
Are you Sir George Chapman?
I'm a friend of Dr. Nolan. He said to look you up.
She isn't in the luggage hold.
We've searched everywhere else,
unless you think she just vanished.
Captain, please move. I'm going to go in.
Zhang, where are you?
You have a beautiful home.
It's a little much for one person.
That's my late wife, Eleanor.
Ah, where are my manners?
Please, let me take your coat.
Now, keep both hands where I can see them and turn around.
- What are you doing? - Well...
Matthew...
has never been here.
Zhang!
Zhang, where are you?
Nice doggie.
Jesus! God!
- What are you doing down here? - Looking for you!
I've been shouting.
- No Dr. Ward? - No.
Let's go back upstairs.
Are you sure she's not down here?
- I thought I heard somebody. - No, probably just me.
Come on!
- Who do you work for? - The London Echo. I'm a reporter.
No, who do you really work for?
Please, I shouldn't have come. I'll just leave.
This was a big mistake.
The mistake was sending a child to do a woman's job.
I'm 26.
Empty your bag.
On that table.
Now, if you are a reporter,
where are your press credentials?
I don't have them yet.
I just wanted to get some background,
a quote from you about the deaths on Flight 357.
Mm- mm.
There's a media blackout.
How do you know about them?
My sister.
She's the detective escorting Matthew Nolan.
And she told you about the murders?
So they were murdered?
Do you know the name of the third victim?
Oh, you really are a reporter, aren't you?
There you are.
What are you doing in here?
There's blood on your shirt.
Yeah, I had to redress the wound.
Any luck?
No.
We need to search nose to tail all over again.
Where do you want me to start?
Downstairs.
Okay.
And, Nolan.
Thank you.
I want to find her as much as you do.
Is there a problem here?
There's no problem.
Are you okay?
We're having some trouble with the drinks elevator.
It's stuck between floors.
Was it working earlier?
Yes.
May I?
I think something's jamming it.
Fetch DC Li.
Have her meet me downstairs.
Nolan. Did you find something?
Is that... blood?
Yeah.
- Why won't it open? - It's jammed.
Step back?
Oh, ***!
Ah...
Kate.
***! *** shit!
Okay, breathe, just breathe.
Okay.
She didn't deserve this.
None of them did.
Well, that's it.
She was the last.
Except for me.
No.
If MI5's theory is correct, then...
they now have all they're looking for.
What do you mean, MI5?
Is that who you've been talking to?
Yeah.
They're convinced that Shen Zhao gave one of you
something to smuggle out of China.
Christ.
That's why they were tortured.
Still think she's your killer?
No.
He thinks it's me.
All I need to know is why you think
somebody might be targeting your doctors
and destroying their files.
Whoa, whoa, what are you talking about, destroying files?
- I was at your office. I filmed them doing it. - Oh, nonsense.
If that had happened, I would have been inf--
Show me.
Target has company.
Female, Asian.
Somebody's cleaning house.
What does that mean?
It means you need to leave.
- Well, then. - Who is it?
A dead man.
- Hello. - Sir George, it's Matthew.
Oh, Matthew, thank God. Are you okay?
No, I am not okay.
Why didn't you help me at Heathrow?
Where the bloody hell were you?
I'm sorry, I wanted to, but there was no way.
I thought you had connections.
You always said if ever there was any trouble
that you'd take care of it.
I'll do whatever I can.
People are getting killed up here.
Did you know that?
Four deaths.
And I'm probably next.
Fourdeaths?
You mean they got Kate?
We just found her.
Target is on the phone with persons unknown.
Wait until he's off.
Keep this contained.
Understood.
Where's Nolan?
I didn't leave Shen Zhao to die in that car.
I'm being framed.
I believe you.
And now there's talk of one of us
trying to smuggle something out of China.
Listen, I'm going to need a lawyer,
and someone from the British embassy
to meet me at the airport in Beijing.
I'll do my best.
No, sod your best, I need you to promise me!
I promise. But now, look, I need to ask something.
Do you still have what she gave you?
Like I told everybody else,
she didn't give me anything.
She did, Matthew!
She has to have done.
Don't you think I would know?
It would have been found by now.
What do you mean, "Is this a secure line?"
- Nolan. - Who are you talking to?
Matthew?
Matthew, are you okay? What's happening?
Hello?
Blast.
Come on, come on.
You've reached the voicemail of Dr. Steven Hurst--
- Who was it? - Phone died before they said anything.
Where'd you get the mobile?
It was Steven's.
Who'd you call?
Sir George.
- Why? - Because I'm desperate!
And he has contacts in Beijing. He can...
he can get me a lawyer, speak to an ambassador.
Don't lie. Why would the head of a nonprofit need a secure line?
That's just what I was going to ask.
Arms up.
What? No, no, I'm not doing this.
Do it.
Are you playing me, Nolan?
- Playing you? - Cut the crap!
Don't you think it's weird that Thames House
has been all over this from the start,
and agents are just removing files
from World Pacific Medicine?
What are you asking me?
Are you a spy?
Excuse me?
Is that what you're not telling me?
A spy.
Would he say if he was?
I'm not.
Then why did you say it should have been found by now?
He knows who's doing this and what they're looking for.
I don't, and I said "would have" not "should have."
What does that mean?
Sir George is convinced
that Shen Zhao did give me something in Beijing,
but she didn't!
I don't believe him.
What about you?
- Strip. - I've been searched.
What are you doing?
His colleagues are all dead, so I think he's responsible,
or he has what they're looking for.
- Put the gun away, Zhang. - I said strip!
Officer Zhang.
Captain Chen asked me to...
Nolan, go back to your seat.
Don't you ever point a gun at me again.
You said you knew Shen Zhao gave something to Dr. Nolan.
Is that why people have been killed?
You need to stop asking questions.
What's that?
Get down!
- Are you hit? - No.
But you are.
Who's shooting at us?
I don't know. Give me your phone.
Police.
There is somebody shooting at my house.
Number 7, Old Peppermill Lane, Richmond.
Please hurry.
No, leave it!
You might as well be carrying a tracking device.
How are you so calm?
Are you a spy or something?
Oh, my God, you are.
Dinosaur.
You stay low.
But when I say go, you don't hesitate.
Putting his night vision on will buy us a few seconds.
- Are you ready? - No!
I'm going to switch on the lights and you need to follow me.
Go!
Ah!
Now what do we do?
Stay calm.
Right.
We're going to need to take my car.
You'll have to drive.
I know a safehouse.
We'll call MI6 from there.
Stay close, Jess.
There may be more.
Is he there?
Breathe, Jess, breathe.
Don't freeze up.
Come on, come on.
Now's our chance.
Back! Back, back, back.
The car's just across the courtyard.
He's inside.
Off the record, do you know why any of this is happening?
Only that it could jeopardize the Anglo- China nuclear deal.
You go out the French windows. I'll cover you.
- What about you? - Don't worry about me.
Just run, and keep running.
Now, go!
Hold on, the police are here.
Don't trust them. Trust no one.
And tell Matthew,
he must have it.
Now, run.
I'm scared.
Use it.
Hana's calling.
Put her on speaker.
Hana, what's the update?
Kate Ward is dead.
- How? - Sloppy, rushed.
No attempt to make it look like an accident.
He stabbed her and shoved her body into a dumbwaiter.
Who found her?
- Nolan. - How is he?
Everyone he knows in this flight' been murdered. How do you think he is?
Look, things are getting pretty bad for us up here, ma'am.
What are you doing to help us?
We're doing everything we can, Hana.
But the Chinese won't turn the plane around.
Send me a full report on Kate Ward.
If it's as undeniable as you say,
then maybe it'll move the needle.
- Hey. - Hey.
- What are those? - Ibuprofen.
My wound's throbbing.
I need you back downstairs, Nolan,
and not out of my sight.
I'll save you the trouble.
Her fingers were broken and she was murdered.
This is different.
Death is death, DC Li.
Hana.
And from what I can tell, she was stabbed.
I need to know if you can figure out with what.
Why?
Because if I know what I'm looking for,
then maybe I can find it,
and identify the killer before he--
Before he kills me.
Yeah.
So are you going to hide in a bottle,
or help me catch this bastard?
I'm not hiding.
Self- medicating.
Her fingers are fractured.
The ligaments are torn, just like Steven and Amber.
The stab wounds.
Um...
They're not wide or flat enough to be a knife.
They're more like punctures.
Something that-- can you get me some water?
It's shaped like a star.
What kind of weapon is that?
I'll tell you when I find it.
Hey. Hey, hey...
What's going on?
Captain Chen wants to see us.
Passengers know about the deaths.
They're scared.
Okay.
Songyun, can you please stay here with Dr. Nolan,
and anything else you can tell me will help.
Thanks.
You have control?
I have control.
What the hell is going on? What the hell is going on?
How many people are dead?
Everyone, please, return to your seats!
Wu, seatbelts.
Ladies and gentlemen,
- the captain has switched on the fasten seatbelt sign. - Tell me!
Where is the woman who is missing?
- Is she dead? - Sir, sir, please, can you just calm down?
You're upsetting the passengers.
Don't quieten me, woman.
- Yes. - Do you know who I am?
My father is a member of the politburo.
Well, Daddy's not here, and you're drunk,
so go back to your seat.
Now!
Okay, everyone, back to your seats.
Please return to your seats.
- We're losing them. - Yeah, they're scared.
Captain, I need to search everyone onboard.
Every passenger, every piece of hand luggage.
Why?
Nolan described what he thinks is the weapon that killed Kate Ward,
- so if I can find it... - I see.
Captain, it's only going to distress the passengers out
more than they already are.
Her Majesty's Services. Which service do you require?
Police.
Somebody's shooting at my house.
Number 7, Old Peppermill Lane, Richmond.
Please hurry.
So that's Sir George.
The police are still trying to ascertain what happened,
but first impressions are it was a single shooter
from the field out back,
hit Sir George through the living room window,
then came inside to finish the job.
Or the girl decided to silence him
- when her buddy missed the mark. - What girl?
This is from his doorbell.
You got that fast.
Something you're not telling me?
There isn't enough time in the day
for all the things I don't tell you.
This is the same Asian girl
from the World Pacific Medicine break- in.
"Asian" being the operative word.
You think she's a Chinese asset?
We can't rule it out.
Ladies and gentlemen.
My name is DC Hana Li,
I am a Detective Constable for the London Police.
I understandthat many of you have questions
about this flight and are scared.
Whilst I can confirm that there have been four deaths onboard,
I assure you that none of you are in any danger.
Captain, this is reckless.
The reason I tell you this
is in order to find the person, or persons, responsible,
I need to conduct a cabin search.
That means searching everybody and their hand luggage.
Think about it.
The only person on this plane with motive is Dr. Nolan.
The rest of this is smoke and mirrors.
I cannot disclose what I'm looking for,
but I assure you, with your cooperation,
I will find the responsible party.
Please translate, Officer Zhang.
What are you wearing?
A distressed frown.
Is that all?
Anything I can do?
No. Listen...
I sent you a couple of photos.
Could your boys at Langley run an ID for me?
I've got my team working on them, as well,
but I just want to be sure I don't miss anything.
Yeah, sure.
You got a name?
Not yet, but I need to know
if she's a player or a distraction.
I've had enough surprises for one night.
Say no more. Give me 30.
Thanks, Mike.
- Who is she? - Jess Li, 26.
Masters in journalism.
No criminal records, no political affiliations.
Interned atThe London Echo for six months
before they let her go.
Contact there said she's working freelance on a story about Nolan.
- Any flags? - Two.
Her father emigrated from Hong Kong,
so she has potential ties there.
And the second?
She's Hana Li's sister.
And according to her phone records,
she's spoken to Hana multiple times during the flight.
Do we have the recordings?
Pulling them now.
How was Hana selected?
She was born in Hong Kong.
No shoo- ins from the Home Office or MI6?
No, ma'am.
In fact, she was almost rejected for the task
due to excessive insubordination,
but her superintendent pushed for her.
Insubordination.
I knew I liked her.
There's something else, ma'am. Uh...
Can we talk privately?
Hmm.
What's going on?
I didn't want to talk with Tennant listening.
Okay.
I was doing more digging on World Pacific Medicine.
How it got started, who funds it, and...
I found this.
"Blindside".
What is this?
It's an op that's been using World Pacific Medicine
as a cover for covert activities.
What? Why have I never heard of this?
It's an MI6 op.
We don't have clearance for this.
There's a signature you should see
on some of Sir George Chapman's intel reports.
"Don't get blindsided."
Ma'am?
It's, uh, something Minister Tang said to me.
Operation Blindside.
Start talking.
How do you know that name?
- You shouldn't have this. - Oh, but I do. What is it?
That's need to know, need to hold.
The minute this started involving British civilians on British soil,
I needed to know.
So cut the crap, John,
or I'll go full Snowden on this.
Okay, calm down.
What do you want to know?
What, why, where.
- It's a delivery service. - Delivering what?
Flowers. What do you think?
Things that are too sensitive for the Royal Mail.
So you've known all along
that Nolan and those other doctors on 357
- were MI6 couriers. - For want of a better term.
Well, what would you call them?
Unwitting accomplices of democracy.
And what's that supposed to mean?
It means they're the best kind of courier
because they have no idea they're doing it.
You've been using unwitting civilians
for spycraft on foreign soil.
Do know how reckless and dangerous that is?
See, this is the problem with baby boomers.
You can't think outside the box.
This works, Madeline. It's been a huge success.
People are dying because you kept this from me!
Hey!
You weren't ever supposed to be involved with this in the first place.
This isn't domestic.
You inserted yourself, remember that.
Nolan's life is in danger.
Four people are dead.
Well, that was a mistake. It wasn't meant to be him.
So who was it meant to be?
I'll just say that one of the party
is a hip pocket asset of Sir George.
- It was supposed to be him. - Chris Peele.
He's the only one that didn't go back.
Look, something spooked Shen Zhao.
She bailed.
Probably the Chinese secret service were tailing her.
She improvised and gave it to Nolan,
or so we thought.
But you didn't find it on him at Heathrow.
No.
And so we assumed Shen Zhao failed to deliver
and the secret service had recovered
whatever it was from her back in China.
She was a Chinese operative.
Why would she be passing secrets
about her own country to us?
All we know is it pertains
to this nuclear power plant deal,
and for a woman like her to betray her own country,
it must be bad.
Does the PM know?
The people who need to know know what they need to.
And you have no idea what was supposed to be couriered.
If she could've just come out and told us, Madeline,
we wouldn't exactly need Blindside, now, would we?
Thank you.
Madam, please.
Arms.
Thanks.
Are these things really necessary?
Captain's orders.
And listen, about taking that phone off you.
You have to understand why we did it.
I do.
But you have to understand why I had to call Sir George.
Did he say he could help?
He said he would try.
Try Sir George again.
Just in case.
Sir.
Arms.
Ma'am, we found the abandoned car
the assassin used to kill Sir George.
Forensics are processing it.
Hmm.
There'll be no prints. That was a pro hit.
What about Jess Li?
We're still scrubbing CCTV footage, but nothing yet.
I'll be back in a minute. Can you get the door?
Mike, I guess you heard.
Did your people grab the girl yet?
No, she's in the wind.
I did the checks you asked for.
She's clean.
So does Langley have any ideas
who has the balls to gun down an MI6 officer in his own home?
It looks like that could take a while,
but with everything else going on tonight,
I'd look east.
Yeah, that's the theory Tennant's pushing.
You don't buy it?
No, I don't.
The Chinese are too methodical.
This feels... too desperate, too hasty.
Murders on a plane, Sir George in his home.
What are you thinking?
I'm thinking that this feels more like
a last ditch attempt to fix an op that's gone wrong.
Maybe it is.
We both know field ops don't always go smoothly.
Hmm.
The question is, whose op got *** up?
Well, I'm going to have to.
Hello?
Oh, hi, um,
I'm looking for Sir George. I must have the wrong number.
No, no, no, you don't.
Can I speak to him?
Who is this?
His friend, Matt.
Matthew Nolan?
That's right. Who's this?
It's Jess, Hana's sister.
Jess?
Um, can I speak to him?
- He's dead. - What?
- They killed him. - Who did?
A man, he shot him.
It's Jess.
They shot Sir George.
Jess?
It's me. Are you all right?
- What's happened? - Hana.
Oh, God, Hana.
They killed him. He was right next to me.
Are you hurt?
No, but I'm scared.
What's going on?
Tell me exactly what happened.
I went to see him to get a comment for my article.
And somebody shot up his house.
He tried to get me out of it,
but... they shot him.
Right in front of me.
The... The blood...
Um, Jess,
you need to make sure that you're not hit.
With adrenalin,
it can take a while for you to feel it.
I'm fine.
Hana, what do I do?
Uh... where are you?
I'm wandering the streets.
I'm not sure where I am.
Right, go to Dad's.
I'll call Simon. He'll take care of you.
Sir George said something to me before he died.
He told me that Nolan has something.
He told me the same thing,
but I don't.
He said hemusthave it.
Did he say what it was?
No.
I've never seen anyone die before.
Jess, it's going to be all right, okay?
Just stay strong. Can you do that for me?
I'll try.
And I'm sorry about the fights.
The things I've said.
Jess, okay, none of that matters, all right?
I love you.
Please just go to Dad's
and I will call Simon right away.
Chris Peele, ma'am.
Have the police inform his wife.