No, no! No!
Where is she? What are they doing to find her?
The police are focusing on the area she called me from.
They're appealing to witnesses.
-Searching CCTV from buses and shops.
Hey. Hey! We will find her.
Why Ella?
It's aimed at MI6. All right?
They attacked Angelis too. It's not personal.
-Christ, Adam! -Sorry. I don't mean--
-She's our daughter. It's personal. -I realize that. I'm just saying--
-Well, is Callum at risk as well? -No. I…
I don't know. I--
Why didn't they… Why didn't they come for you?
This is them coming for me!
Adam, who is this? Who's doing this?
And don't give me any shit about official secrets. I need to know now.
-I--
Sorry, I have to take this.
Where is she, Kara?
-What the fuck kind of game is this? -Hey, hey, hey.
-I don't have her. -I don't believe you.
I've never lied to you, Adam. If I'd taken your kid, you'd know why.
Look, I'm in the police server right now and looking at all the CCTV I can get.
There's no sign of her.
This was a professional job. There's someone else at play here.
-Bullshit. Who? -I don't know yet.
But I can help you find Ella.
I don't-- I don't trust you, Kara.
Right now, you need me.
What, so you can keep working me as an asset?
No, thanks.
I'm coming after you.
Yeah, go ahead.
This is Black Guard zero-zero.
We've located her boat. Team's in place.
Area's secure.
Say the word. Over.
This is off the books.
-No records. -Copy that, sir.
You have a green light.
Engaging now. Stand by.
Is my daughter there?
Negative. Stand by.
-Oh fuck… -We're on it, sir.
-Someone is definitely living here. So find her.
There's no one on board. They've gone, sir.
Fuck.
Come on, love. Just a few bites.
When's Ella coming home?
She does know we're trying to find her, doesn't she?
Oh, sweetheart.
Of course she does.
Oh…
Eat. Make you feel good.
Whew.
Sorry, ma'am. Do you mind if I…
Yeah, sure. Please, help yourself.
Thanks.
-Milk? -Uh, yeah.
He's holding up pretty well considering the circumstances.
Yeah.
I have some laundry to do. Do you mind keeping an eye on him for a second?
No problem.
This was a professional job. There's someone else at play here.
Bullshit. Who?
I don't know yet.
But I can help you find Ella.
I don't trust you, Kara.
Right now, you need me.
Dede, someone's taken Ella.
What? When?
Last night.
And then Adam got a call, but he wouldn't answer it in front of me.
He took it outside. It was a woman.
You recorded him?
I can't trust anything he's telling me now.
Something's going on. Uh, she had an accent.
Eastern European, maybe Russian.
He called her Kara.
What did they talk about?
Just getting Ella back.
He's caught up in something, Dede. I know it.
I don't know what the fuck to do. And I'm just so worried about our girl.
I need your help.
Maddy, I'm not here on vacation.
What do you mean?
I volunteered for this assignment because you're my friend, and I love you.
Assignment?
I was worried about you.
The CIA has been watching Adam's rise.
It's meteoric. A string of intel wins, our best agents are missing.
And now he's the youngest-ever head of MI6.
Dede, what the hell is this?
We think Adam's been compromised.
Ever since Baku, when he saved the embassy.
We think that's where he met his contact,
that they've been feeding him intel ever since, and now they've come to collect.
No. You know Adam.
No!
Maddy, your family are in danger because of something Adam might be caught up in.
Tell me that you're not using what happened in Helmand
to manipulate me right now.
You saved my life, and I'm very grateful.
There's nothing I could do to repay you.
But I'm not your fucking asset.
I'm just trying to save you again.
We gotta meet.
I need that recording.
Sir, I've made some changes to your security detail.
-PS Peter Barnes. -Good to meet you.
-Likewise. -I poached him from Clarence House.
-We need to talk about the schedule. -I've cleared your diary.
Let me take everything that isn't essential.
-Concentrate on finding your daughter. -Thanks. I appreciate that.
The foreign secretary's waiting for you.
She insisted on a face-to-face briefing.
Adam, I'm so sorry. I can't imagine what you're going through.
Thank you, Minister.
I've asked the assistant commissioner to brief us both.
I need to know what implications
this situation might have for national security, so…
-You have any witnesses? -A few sightings prior to the abduction.
Of course, I know better than to ask
if this is connected to an ongoing MI6 operation.
But given Sir Martin and now this,
there are limits as to how much we can intrude on your official communications.
So as soon as the kidnapper makes contact, you have to inform us.
That's understood.
We'll let you get on, Rebecca.
I think you need to consider stepping aside.
-That's not gonna happen. -Adam.
Whoever took Ella will want something for her safe return.
You think I'd negotiate?
You may have to if you want her back alive.
Look, this is no slight on you.
-I'd do anything to get my kids back. -I can handle this.
No, you're emotionally involved.
That could compromise your objectivity.
I'm not going anywhere until I get my daughter back.
If you want me gone, you have to fire me,
which, in the middle of a leadership campaign, is a hell of a roll of the dice.
It's your call, ma'am.
It's uplifting to see the compassion of ordinary people
helping their fellow citizens.
I support that.
And a government led by me
would recognize that charity begins at home
-and ends at home.
We should be cutting up the foreign aid credit card
and rewriting our deals with NATO and the like.
Let's stop frittering away your hard-earned money abroad
when it could be spent more usefully at home.
Thank you.
How was that? All right?
Five years working your protection detail,
and I never once stepped foot in here.
Little Bee, what do you want?
I've got a campaign meeting in five minutes. Talk fast.
You said I could always come to you for help.
I was being polite, Kara.
I've lost everything. Money, hardware.
I need somewhere to lie low.
And cash. A clean vehicle.
I can't be seen talking to you. Not with everything I'm into.
I'm funding Robert Kirby's campaign to be PM.
Now is not the time.
I'm fond of you, Kara, but…
I have to go now.
Fuck your fondness!
It took me years to work myself into this position,
and I don't have anything to show for it.
I need to stay in the game. You got it?
What game? What have you got yourself into?
I poisoned Martin Angelis to use his deputy and gain some intel.
His daughter has been kidnapped.
If I can get her back, he'll give me anything I want.
Excuse me, is the Father around? I'd like a word.
I don't speak English.
There's a rumor about the foreign secretary.
Audrey Gratz, Kirby's opponent.
I've tried to get evidence, but I can't substantiate it.
But if anyone knows, it will be MI6.
I'll stake you.
But I need anything they have on her.
And then what?
You're gonna put your pal Kirby into Number 10?
He's a good man.
And he knows how to repay loyalty.
So, do we have a deal or not?
Come on, love.
Ma'am.
He needs some fresh air and a walk to the shops.
I promised him a comic and sweets.
Maybe we could send someone.
A bit of normality's what he needs right now, Frank, please.
We'll just be ten minutes.
We're leaving the house.
Could you give him a hand while I grab some things for dinner?
-Please stay close, ma'am. -Yeah. I understand.
Just 'cause I'm here, it doesn't mean I believe what you say about Adam.
Give me the recording.
I need you to help us find Ella.
I got strict orders to observe Adam.
-I'm operating on foreign soil. -Just use the contacts you have.
I can't lose her.
All right.
Okay.
Here.
Find out anything you can about the woman he spoke to on the phone.
-Mum. -Hi.
This one has a free robot toy in it.
Oh God, look at that. Yeah, looks good.
-Do you want it? -Yeah. Cool.
-What have you got? -A new witness.
A jogger saw a blue van in the vicinity of Ella's abduction.
There was a passenger they couldn't make out,
but they gave a good description of the driver.
Put the e-fit up.
We've gone out with this. We're working our informants for a name.
Yes, hello?
Sorry I wasn't home when your boys came to visit.
Where are you? Where's my daughter?
I've got an ID on the man who kidnapped Ella.
I ran the e-fit through the SVR server.
Tell me. I'm in the control room. I'll feed it in.
And when they ask you where you got it from, what will you say?
It doesn't matter. Give it to me.
It matters to me, Adam.
We have to meet.
But it must be like we used to do it. House rules.
Your club. One hour.
I, uh, have a ministerial meeting I have to attend.
-Yeah? I've got a lead.
-I'm on my way to find Ella. -Oh, thank God.
I'm gonna bring her home. It's nearly over, love.
I need to deal with this one-on-one. Might take a few hours.
I'll wait here, sir.
-I need complete discretion. -Understood.
-Hi. Can I help you? Hi.
Thank you.
I'm clean. Who's got her?
Buckle up.
Yeah?
Right.
Time to move the girl.
-Is this it? -Yep. But wait. Wait, wait.
You don't know what you're dealing with. The man who took her is Kyle Mills.
He works for Joanne Allinson.
Bring the car round the front.
Joanne Allinson runs a haulage company with a lucrative sideline
bringing people in and out of the country illegally.
She was hired to take Ella?
Somebody wanted the job done right, and they were willing to pay for it.
Joanne's company leases the unit on the fourth floor.
-I'll stay with the car, keep a lookout. -Yep.
-Understood.
Ma'am, we've got CCTV confirming the suspect is at the address.
This is Control. I'm giving an order for an urgent response unit.
Suspect in Lawrence kidnapping located at Devoncroft Row, E18 1JD.
Can I help you?
Where is she?
-Who the fuck are you? Give her to me, Joanne.
Please help me.
Come with me. Come on.
-Be careful of the steps.
It's okay. It's okay.
Ella?
Kara?
You're safe with me. Don't worry.
-We have to do this quickly, okay?
I want my dad.
Oh--
Fuck!
-Sir? -Pete, I'm in Devoncroft Row, East London.
-Get over here.
Ma'am.
It's-- Uh, it's okay. It's my friend, Dede.
Ma'am, she isn't on the list.
Sorry, Frank. It won't happen again.
Thanks.
Okay. Tell me. What is it?
The police tracked Ella to a location in East London.
When they got there, she was gone.
It's Adam. It's okay. It's all right. Adam?
-Mads. Have you got her?
I didn't get to her. Someone else took her.
What do you mean? What do you mean, someone else took her?
I don't understand. You-- you tracked her down.
-I saw her. -Well, then you saw who took her!
-Not clearly.
Come on. It's okay. Come here.
If he found Ella before the police did, he must've had help.
I just wish I could see her more clearly.
He's really never mentioned her?
No.
Look at them together.
Maddy… everybody has secrets.
The only difference is the damage they do when the truth comes out. And…
it has to come out.
You know that.
-This isn't who he really is. -You fought for your country.
You were willing to protect it with your life. That--
It has to mean something.
It doesn't matter how Adam got here.
He's crossed over now.
You gotta think of yourself.
And the kids, what's best for them.
That's all I think about.
Okay?
Who are you?
I work with your dad. We go way back.
Where is he? Will you take me to him?
We have to lie low until it's safe.
No, I want to go home.
-Shh, shh. -Please just take me home.
Don't worry. Katyonak, look.
-You see? We're safe here.
All right?
Here. You hungry?
I think…
Here it is.
You like chocolate?
It's gonna be all right.
-What's your name? -Kara.
You can ask your dad all about me when you see him.
Who's that?
This girl is actually your age.
Fariha. She's got a brother, Kush, who's a Chelsea fan.
I just sent him a football shirt.
Are they your kids?
No.
My friends'.
But I'd do anything for them.
And their families.
Eat your chocolate. I need to take this, okay?
-Hello? -Where the fuck are you?
I'm having a nice chat with your daughter.
She's a great girl.
What are you playing at?
Why take me with you if you were planning to snatch her?
I needed to prove to you that I didn't take her in the first place.
You should've believed me.
You are not my priority here. I told you. Where is she?
Safe.
You'll get her back after I get what I need.
This is what I was talking about, Adam.
I help you. You help me.
I told you, there's nothing in the Baku files.
There's something else I need.
Intel on Audrey Gratz.
No, she's clean. We don't have anything.
Maybe it's not in the official records.
But you can get it for me.
One file on Gratz, then you get Ella back. It's a small price.
It might not even exist.
It exists.
-You're lucky you caught me.
I only popped back for a change of clothes.
I'm about to head back to the hospital.
-How is he? -He's worried about you.
He's heard about Ella.
I'm so sorry, Adam.
It's awful.
Is there any news?
You know who has her?
And I know what I need to do to get her back.
A piece of intel.
Something I think Martin might have kept here at home in a file like this one.
He never talked to me about work.
Never?
Maddy must be beside herself.
And Callum.
Mary, when Martin was poisoned,
he was having lunch with the President of the Supreme Court, Lord Lambert.
He had this file with him. It's full of compromising intel.
It's got a serial number on the front in Martin's handwriting.
I have reason to believe he kept similar files here at home.
I'm sorry to ask, but I do need to see those files.
And I think you know where they are.
Don't you?
I knew this day would come.
It's Pandora's box, you know.
I only need one.
If there was any other way, I wouldn't be asking.
-I'll have to call Martin. -If you call him, he will say no.
And then my daughter's life is in your hands.
Nothing good can come of this.
You need to pull this across. It's too heavy for me.
He keeps them in here. You've got five minutes.
Thank you.
I've got the file.
Borough Market, 9:00 p.m. Come alone.
Any sign of your security, and you don't get Ella back.
What the fuck?
-Mads?
Where is she? Did you bring her? Where is she?
One of my agents is helping me secure her release.
-When? -Sit down.
-We have a time and a place.
-Why isn't this happening now? -Maddy. Please, sit down. Listen to me.
They're undercover, so I can't risk exposing them,
which means I can't take my security detail with me.
I need them to think that I'm here at home with you
so I can slip out alone.
I'm gonna come with you.
Okay. Wait here.
-Why? -It might not be safe.
You said it was one of your agents.
Mads, I don't wanna spook them. I won't be long.
Keep the meter running. I'll be right back.
Where's Ella?
Close. Give me the Gratz file first.
What are you gonna do with it?
That's not your concern.
You know she's running for office. She's the front-runner for prime minister.
You know what you have to do if you want Ella back.
I'll drop her near Southwark Bridge. You don't need to worry.
-Is it done? -Yeah.
Southwark Bridge, please.
Ella?
Dad!
-Thank goodness.
I'm so sorry.
Thank you for coming.
What the hell is this, Adam? I'm in court first thing.
-I value your advice. -At three in the morning?
I don't have many people I can trust, Kit.
Please.
My daughter was kidnapped 36 hours ago. I don't know who by.
I handed over intelligence on the foreign secretary to get her back.
I obtained it from Sir Martin Angelis,
who has a cache of compromising intel
on everyone in the British establishment,
myself included.
The agent I handed it to is a former Russian spy.
I imagine it'll be used to affect the outcome of the leadership election.
My letter of resignation.
I haven't signed it yet.
-Do you intend to go public? -I don't wanna do that to my family.
I have to protect them.
It's a little late for that.
Treason carries a life sentence.
Does your wife know?
Of course not.
Good, because if she did, she could be guilty of conspiracy.
I'm hoping a deal can be made.
What kind of deal?
Immunity from prosecution in exchange for information.
-Are you in possession of Angelis's files? -No.
-Do you know where the Russian agent is? -She's gone to ground.
Then you've got to find her and expose her.
I've got your file. You're all set.
Nice to see you haven't lost your touch, Little Bee.
Get Angelis on the hook and then get the files.
It's the only way to protect your family.