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- About that.

If you were even remotely familiar

with the British Defense Ministry's

- standards on secrecy...

- We're on the same side here.

You need to present a proper written

authorization from the Home Office

to even inquire

about security clearances.

- Dr. Perry, I...

- It's time for you to leave.

Get Inspector Anderson for me, please.

- Hey, Howie.

- Hey, sweetie. What's up?

Listen, I need the list

of this month's visa files.

Yeah.

There's no authorization.

Oh, Parker probably forgot to call.

Could you remind him?

Yes. Oh.

- Bye.

- Bye. Bye-bye.

You wanted to see me?

Miss Abbott. I believe you know

Inspector Paul Anderson

- from Counter Terrorism command?

- Good morning.

Why are you making inquiries

into the security status

of a British resident, Dr. Emil Balan?

He applied for a visa to come

to the United States.

So you took it upon yourself to go to

his workplace and interrogate his superior

rather than contacting my office?

Dr. Balan needs his visa today.

I just thought it would be faster.

- Not to go through proper channels?

- What's this about, Paul?

The director, Perry,

contacted me personally

to complain that Ms. Abbott had been

making unauthorized inquiries.

Then he called his friend,

the Home Secretary,

who asked me

if you have issued the visa.

No, I haven't.

Is there a problem?

Ambassador Crane.

- Inspector. Sorry I'm late.

- I didn't know you were joining us.

I didn't either.

The Home Secretary just called.

So what's the problem?

I can't discuss the details

of an ongoing investigation.

We're talking about a medical professional

with serious political connections.

Is this really a matter

of national security?

Sam?

It's her call. I'm standing by it.

I'll inform the Home Secretary

accordingly.

But let me tell you something about Balan

that you probably don't know.

A few years ago,

his wife applied for a visa

for emergency medical treatment

in the United States.

She died because some bureaucrat

kept asking for one more piece of paper.

Under the circumstances,

you might consider showing her widower

a little compassion, Ms. Abbott.

Ambassador.

Congratulations. You're already making

enemies in high places.

Keep it up.

Sam, get control of this situation.

You okay?

Yeah.

- Thanks for backing me up.

- You have great instincts, Kate.

Bill.

- Can I talk to you for a sec?

- Sure.

Sorry, Kate, I'll have to take this.

I'll meet you guys at the restaurant.

- All right, see you there.

- Okay. Gaston's, right?

See you there.

- You need to do it now.

- Okay, I understand.

Thanks, mate.

- After you.

- Thanks.

I think this is our table.

Classy. Look at that bar.

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