Safe House

I'm going to

talk to Parker about my promotion today.

In the worst-case scenario

you're two weeks ahead of me,

you get a gorgeous little

apartment in the Marais.

What if I don't want

to live in the Marais?

We could live

somewhere else, then.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

We could go to Detroit.

Detroit?

Yeah, you could

meet my mom and dad.

You can meet my sister.

She owns a bakery,

and she will

make you fat.

I have six hours before I have

to go back to the hospital.

You want to go

back into bed with me?

I do.

But I got back-to-back

meetings all morning.

Too bad for you.

Yeah, I know.

But I got to get in.

There's probably

already 25 people

lined up outside

the door, waiting.

I love when

you speak French.

Satcom check.

Echo Nine Three

Victor Echo Two.

Ops Center.

This is safe house 7-R.

We're open for business.

Confirmed.

Any reservations?

Nothing in

the registry.

Walk-ins?

Not expected.

Reconfirm in three hours.

Understood.

Matt?

Your cell, really?

Relax, I've got

an encryption packet.

You know me,

I never relax.

Watch the cholesterol,

old man.

You sound like Miriam.

So, what's new

in Cape Town?

Nothing, nothing.

I updated my Surveillance Target Analysis.

It's complete now.

Yeah, that's an exit report.

It's not due until you leave.

Exactly. Exactly.

And when is that?

How long has it been?

Twelve months.

Well, talk to me

in another four.

David, I'm dying here.

What's happening

with the post in Paris?

One slot,

Every one of them with more

field experience than you.

How am I supposed to

get more experience?

I'm staring at

four walls all day.

I got passed up on Rome,

then Berlin.

You said yourself,

my evaluation was excellent.

Just put it in

front of Whitford.

I know he'll see that I'm

ready to go, I'm all in.

Matt, I know

this has been hard,

but it's the way

the system works.

Look, I'll talk to Whitford about Paris,

but I cant promise anything.

Look, I've got to go.

Don't worry,

I'm looking after you, okay?

Yeah, I know,

I know, I know.

This is not a negotiation.

It's 10 million.

You'll get the file,

and if the money

is not in the account

by 3:
00 p.m.,

I'll take it

to another buyer.

How do we know that

you won't do that anyway?

You don't.

Here you are, sir.

Alec, how are you?

Petrus, 1972.

You look good.

I do, don't I?

So, how are things

at Ml6?

The usual. Same bureaucratic

bullshit and appalling remuneration.

Life of a government man.

Mmm-hmm.

So...

The original file.

Dates,

transactions, names.

A bargain

at triple the price.

Take a look.

Hmm.

I've been waiting

a long time for this.

Tobin...

What's in that box

is going to make

the world

a smaller place for you,

for both of us.

I got your account.

You get your cut

Some of our old bosses

aren't going to be happy

these files are out

in the open.

Do I make you nervous?

- Always.

- Good.

You want her?

Please, listen to me.

I had nothing to do

with this.

Stop.

Let's go.

Tobin, you have

to believe me.

I knew nothing

about any of that.

Did you know if

anybody was following you?

No, I don't think

anybody was following me.

I swear on my life,

Tobin, I had absolutely...

Slow down.

We're going by foot.

Head towards the square.

Move! Move! Move!

We're heading west.

Holland Street.

Move, move.

Excuse me, sir.

Thank you.

My name is Tobin Frost.

Linklater.

When?

Lock down the consulate.

Get me a team in the Situation

Room in five minutes.

I want everything we got

on Tobin Frost.

Yes, ma'am.

- Is it him?

- Yep.

Whitford know?

I'm on my way there now.

Sir, place your finger in

there until I tell you to stop.

Thank you.

So how long has he been

playing in your backyard?

We're working to get you

that answer right now.

Meaning you don't know.

No, meaning,

we're looking into it.

The guy goes rogue,

he spends nine years

selling out the Agency

to all takers.

To Russia, China, Iran,

you name it.

The guy is just not

going to prance

into an American consulate

without good reason.

All right, listen up.

Everybody off the phone.

Tobin Frost has

just waltzed his way

into a U.S. Consulate

in Cape Town, South Africa.

Now this man,

without question,

is one of the most notorious

traders that we've got.

Errington, call up

his background profile.

Tobin Frost was

recruited into the Agency in 1984.

He tested off the charts in aptitude

for psychological field work.

His first assignment was in

Lebanon, in January, 1985.

Three months later,

he captured and flipped

a high-ranking

Hezbollah leader.

Over the next

several years,

Frost successfully questioned and recruited

many high-value individuals.

He became known as an expert

manipulator of human assets,

and he literally rewrote

Agency interrogation protocols.

Frost served

in many active theaters,

including Libya

from 1995 to 1998,

Jordan, 1998 to 2000.

During his tenure

in Jordan,

Frost was suspected of leaking

information to Mossad,

but nothing

was confirmed.

Ten years ago, Frost went off

the reservation completely.

He currently

has no allegiances

and is wanted for espionage

on four continents.

His last known sighting

is Hamburg, Germany, in 2011.

You know, Harlan, we should

interrogate Frost now.

Sweat him for

everything he's got.

Once he's stateside,

we have fewer options.

I have an interrogator in Yemen,

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