Spooks: The Greater Good Page #4

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It's a spotlight. Our target's watching.

Roger that.

Doors opening.

Level three.

Go.

Level zero.

Doors opening.

Open sightlines, multiple exits.

Say again, Holloway.

They're Harry's requirements

for running a meet.

Morning. Are there any messages

for Will Holloway?

Uh, let me see.

Yes, Mr. Holloway, your uncle said

he'd meet you at the coffee shop.

He left his mobile at home.

Thanks. That's so Uncle Harry.

Guy in the car park, get rid of him.

He might as well be wearing an MI5 T-shirt.

Listen to me. Stop underestimating Harry.

You do that, we lose him. Don't think

he won't put your people in danger.

All right. What now?

We wait for him to make his...

What is it, Alpha One?

Holloway? What is it?

Holloway? Holloway, where are you going?

He's Terminal 5B. The shuttle's leaving.

Wait. No, we're not set up there.

Stand down. Holloway, stand down!

Alpha Team, get after him.

Go, go! Wrong building. Move! Now!

Terminal 5B.

Doors closing.

He's booked me on a flight.

PA309 to Glasgow. Gate B34.

Will, do not get on that plane.

We have to clear this.

You do.

I'm going to Glasgow.

Call the Glasgow office.

Get me the airport police ops command.

Priority code Sigma Nine. Police request

a clearer path to the terminal.

And get us cleared by Heathrow security.

All remaining

passengers for flight PA309 to Glasgow...

I have to go dark or I won't get through.

He's dry-cleaning me.

Holloway, do not go airside.

Do not go dark. Do you hear me...

PA309 to Glasgow.

The departure gate is now closing.

What am I doing here, Harry?

I need to find someone

outside the service that I can trust.

It's a short list when you take off

the drunk, the mad and the dead.

It's quite telling, the fact that

the closest thing I have to a friend

is someone who thinks I ruined his life.

You're finished. You're coming in.

Qasim's escape was sanctioned by someone

at the very top of the service.

By one of the people who asked you

to track me down.

That's why I had to disappear.

You had Qasim.

- You let him go.

- I had no choice.

He's our only connection to the traitor.

Once he's in the system, he'll be silenced.

He's planning an attack.

If they can't stop him, it'll be on you.

This is bigger than Qasim, Will.

Someone wants to destroy

the service itself.

You've lost it.

- Ruth's death...

- Don't!

I don't expect you to trust me.

Look at it yourself, that's all I'm asking.

What do you expect, Harry?

Loyalty? Gratitude because you helped

my mum with the rent

and dropped by twice a year

to give me a f***ing lecture?

MI5 was all I had

and you took it from me, for nothing.

Hate me all you like,

but I think you believe in the service.

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