Slow Horses (2022) s06e04 Episode Script

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["TAKE ON ME" PLAYING]
[SONG CONTINUES THROUGH SPEAKERS]
[CLAW MACHINE WHIRRING]
[TOY SQUEAKS]
Lanes are closed.
[RIVER] Oh, we're not
actually here for bowling.
You don't wanna bowl?
- No, no. Sadly not.
- [TYPING]
Why are you here?
We were just wondering if you had
an emergency phone we could use.
You mean a pay phone?
That'd be perfect, yeah. Thank you.
You don't have phones?
- No, it's a really long story.
- [CHUCKLES]
[CHUCKLES] We do have a
pay phone. By the lanes.
- Oh.
- [RIVER] Oh, great. Can we just go
No.
- [STAMMERS] It'll just take a moment.
- Nah. We're closing up. Sorry.
[TYPING]
[CLEARS THROAT]
What's that then?
Oh. Was that a bribe?
- No.
- Mmm, no.
We were just wondering if we could
maybe rent a lane really quickly?
Not possible.
- It'll take two minutes, mate. Come on.
- Yeah, it's out of my hands, mate.
The register locks electronically
at close and after that,
no man born from his
mother can open it. [SIGHS]
"No man b "
What? Sorry, what is the problem
if we just use it for two minutes and
[SOBBING]
- What is wrong? What
- [SNIFFLES]
I'm sorry. Um, it's just
My brother He, um
He's not in his right mind
and we've lost him and he
He should have been back
at the hospital by now
and we just [SNIFFLES]
We're just really
worried that he might
he might do something to himself.
[SOBS] Sorry.
- It's all right.
- [SNIFFLES]
It's really hard.
[SNIFFLES]
You know, the ease with which you
lie is actually quite sociopathic.
What, like an agent?
Like a secret agent?
No wonder you never
made it back to the Park.
[AUTOMATED VOICE]
Please enter your code.
["HOLD ON" PLAYING ON RADIO]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
- [KEYS JINGLING]
- [SONG STOPS]
[LIGHTS BUZZING]
[LINE RINGING]
[AUTOMATED VOICE]
Please leave a message
and an operator will return your call.
[SID] This is Baker, Agent
4496. Access code Lima Alpha 719.
With a message for First
Desk, Diana Taverner.
- [DOOR OPENS]
- [SIGHS] Christ sake.
[SIGHS]
Evening. Could I trouble you
for the use of your toilet?
For fuck's sake. We're closed, yeah?
People keep coming
in. The opening hour
[WHEEZES, GROANS]
- [LINE BEEPING]
- Coins. Coins. I need coins.
[RIVER YELPS] Fuck!
- [SID] Fuck, fuck.
- [SUCKS TEETH, GROANS]
River, are you okay?
Yeah, yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
[CLERK, GASPING] You fucking shot me.
- Can you move?
- [GRUNTS]
Okay. Come on.
[GRUNTING]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
[LINE BEEPING]
[GRUNTS]
[ARCADE MACHINES WHIRRING, BEEPING]
She's fucking relentless.
[GROANS]
[PANTS] Sid, just forget it.
They're armed, okay? Let's just run.
No, just stay down.
[PANTS]
[GUNSHOT]
[RIVER] Sid, you're shaking.
Okay. Well, then let me
do it. Just let me do it.
- No. What are you doing?
- You're shaking.
- Just let me do it!
- River, stop!
[MUFFLED SHOUTING]
- [SID] Fuck!
- [RIVER] Fuck me!
- Oh! Coe!
- [RIVER] Come on!
- [PANTS]
- Come on.
Come on.
- Where's the Where's the keys?
- What?
Ch-Check in there.
Where's the fucking Coe, come on!
Keys, keys, keys, keys.
- I drive.
- Give me the keys!
- My car, I drive.
- Give me the fucking keys!
- I'm sat in the front! Give me the keys.
- My keys, my car. I drive.
- I got here first! I'm lit Fucking hell.
- Don't be crazy. Just get in the back.
This is ridiculous. Just give
For fuck's sake. Okay.
Why's Fuck. What the
- Go, go, go. Go, go.
- ["HOLD ON" PLAYING ON RADIO]
- [TIRES SCREECHING]
- What are you fucking doing? Just drive!
[COMPUTER VOICE] Possible collision.
Please check your surroundings.
Oh, my God, Coe. Drive forward.
[TIRES SQUEALING]
["STRANGE GAME" PLAYING]
Surrounded by losers ♪
Misfits and boozers ♪
Hanging by your fingernails ♪
You made one mistake ♪
You got burned at the stake ♪
You're finished, you're foolish ♪
You failed ♪
There's always a hope ♪
On this slippery slope ♪
Somewhere a ghost of a chance ♪
To get back in that game ♪
And burn off your shame ♪
And dance with the big boys again ♪
[DOOR OPENS]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[DAMIEN] You made them open
after hours. I'm flattered.
Feels different at night.
So
So?
Did you see?
See what?
The head of MI5
Oh, that.
Skewered and wriggling like a worm
on a hook on live, national TV.
[CHUCKLES]
Tell me you didn't love it.
It's not me you have to impress.
The people that matter, did they see it?
- Mm-hmm.
- And?
And they were
pleased.
As in?
You're not quite there yet.
[SNIFFS]
I want that contract.
- [SIGHS] I know.
- No, no.
I want that contract.
So if they want me to
jump through hoops
just show me the fucking hoops.
[NATASHA CHUCKLES]
Well, actually
there is something.
We'd like you to make a house call.
[DOORBELL RINGING]
[DOOR BUZZES]
[FRANK] I'm looking for Reece Nesmith.
You're American.
That's right. I'm seconded.
Joint operations.
You people wanna get your shit
together. Start talking to each other.
Your colleague's already been.
Reece tried to do a runner, poor
sod, but they caught him out the back.
Oh.
I'm sensing that we didn't
win hearts and minds here.
Your associate was not a very
nice person. Not very nice at all.
He was a filthy bugger and all.
Looked like he'd just
crawled out of a skip.
He a white guy?
About my age? Long, greasy hair?
Oh, you know him, do you?
Oh, yeah. I know him. [SIGHS]
- Ah.
- Uh, I apologize for his behavior
and I-I want you to know
he's one of the best.
Reece is in safe hands.
All right.
Sorry to bother you.
You have a good night.
All right, enjoy your secondment.
You know what they used to say.
Overpaid, oversexed, and over here.
- [LAUGHS] If only. If only.
- [LAUGHS]
[SIGHS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[LINE RINGING]
Jay, it's Frank.
I'm looking to hire some talent.
Or two. As of now.
[NEWSCASTER] An error of judgment
or a long-overdue change in culture?
On a day in which MI5
head Diana Taverner
stepped out of the shadows
and into the spotlight,
we'll be talking to
security expert Nat Gray
and PR guru Cissy Hyde-Price.
- We'll ask what that interview tells us
- [SIGHS]
about the state of Britain's
- Security Services.
- [KNOCKS ON DOOR]
And should more public figures be
putting themselves up for scrutiny?
[SIGHS]
[KNOCKS ON DOOR]
Just fuck off.
Oh, it's nice to see you too.
Now, this is Reece. His
dad was murdered yesterday.
- Go on.
- My dad was a Dog.
You sacked him last week.
You're Andy Nesmith's son?
Yeah, he was a prick. You don't
have to pretend you liked him.
Well, I wouldn't say he was a prick.
- Frank Harkness
- He was.
is doing a cleanup job for
someone and I'd like to know who.
Frank Harkness? What's
that got to do with me?
Well, you were right about Struan Loy.
Turns out his barbecuing
was nonconsensual.
His dad stole a file with
the Slow Horses names in it.
Now he's dead and my
joes are being hunted.
Dad had a burner phone
with one number on it.
We're gonna call that number,
say that I saw the murder,
demand a hundred grand to keep quiet.
You're gonna use a kid as bait?
He prefers to be called a young person.
Look, um, I'm really sorry
for what's happened to you.
- Okay? That's really awful.
- Yeah.
But no, this is insane.
I am really disappointed.
I I thought there was more to you.
Come on, Reece. [STAMMERS]
She's not gonna help.
[SIGHS]
For Christ's sake, fine.
I will go to the meet.
No, no. No, I'm doing that.
Well, I'm not a babysitter.
- I don't need babysitting.
- I wasn't talking about you.
- Can we come in?
- [FLYTE] Yep.
[LINE RINGING]
[DAMIEN] Yes?
My name is Reece Nesmith.
You had my father murdered in cold blood
and I have evidence of the act.
How old are you?
[WHISPERS] Sixteen.
Twenty-nine.
Look, he was a shit dad
and I don't want justice.
All I want is a hundred
grand to keep quiet.
I'll be at
The The The Shake Shack in Camden.
In one hour.
Be there.
N-No, wrong number.
[LINE CLICKS]
[STAMMERS] What in
the holy fuck was that?
I'm hungry.
[PHONE RINGING]
Fucking hell.
- Yeah?
- Your witness has my fucking number.
He just called me.
Yeah, well, he's now with
a man called Jackson Lamb.
What does that mean?
Means we're gonna need a bigger boat.
I'm already on it.
So what does he want?
He wants a hundred grand to keep
quiet about his father's death.
He's gonna be at the Shake
Shack in Camden in an hour.
I need you to make this go away.
- He won't
- [LINE CLICKS]
Yeah, fuck you too.
[SIGHS]
[INTERCOM RINGING]
[INTERCOM BEEPS]
What do you want?
Oh, come on. Can't be the first time
you've had a man knocking on your door
in the middle of the night.
Any chance we could do this inside?
No.
Okay, fine.
You're gonna receive a
phone call later tonight.
It's not gonna come through
the official channels.
You're going to take it.
Or else?
Or [CHUCKLES]
Or else we follow up our interview,
which by the way, has been rewatched
several hundred thousand times,
with an in-depth piece on how we
were effectively able to buy you.
I have given you what you want.
Now get off my doorstep,
you slimy little man.
Okay, but you'll take the call.
[RIVER] Are we there yet?
[SNIFFS]
Are you feeling faint?
No. No, I'm fi I'm-I'm fine.
- We should stop.
- We should stick to the plan.
- No
- Yeah, he's right.
Well, the plan doesn't involve
you passing out from blood loss.
Sid, I'm fine. I'm fine.
There's services in half
a mile. Can we stop there?
- I am fine.
- [SID] You're not.
And we should keep off the roads.
It's where they'll be looking.
[INDICATOR BEEPING]
[MOIRA] They say you
should take out the battery,
but these new handsets don't let you.
One doesn't appreciate
one's level of dependency
till one has to do without.
We're all missing the
vibrate function, Moira.
- [MOIRA] Don't be childish.
- We should get rid of them.
- Says who?
- She's probably right.
Well, she's not in charge.
We're the ones rescuing her.
From the back seat?
[SCOFFS] You lost my
vote for team captain
when you left to go on
holiday to fucking Bali.
It was actually a retreat.
- "Retreat." Course it was.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- [CHUCKLES] Did you find yourself?
- I did. I had a great time.
Why does it bother you so much?
Oh, is your head too
far up your own arse?
Do let's not bicker when we should
support each other. Girl power.
Oh, do be quiet, Moira. Do.
Second that.
There you are. Something
we both agree on.
Victory for feminism.
Why don't we turn one of our phones on
and send it in the wrong direction?
That's rather a brilliant idea.
[SHIRLEY] Fine. Moira's phone.
[MOIRA] Oh, absolutely not.
[STAMMERS] If it fell
into the wrong hands,
I could be looking at a significant
personal security breach.
My mother is very vulnerable
and she'd trust anyone
purporting to be me.
Says the woman who let in two assassins.
[SHIRLEY] Well, we're not using mine.
I haven't finished paying for it.
Hands up who's got a company phone.
No way.
[SCOFFS] It's not even yours. Why not?
Because of your tone.
My tone? You're the one
rubbing your new career
- in our faces like a shit pie.
- How am I doing that?
[MOIRA] This-this isn't helping.
What we need is an
equitable system for
[WINDOW CLOSES]
Too much talking.
My service weapon. You'll need it.
Hmm. All I need are
my dashing good looks.
He'll be armed. You know that.
Well, wont won't you need
a gun if you're gonna kill him?
Kill who?
The man who murdered my fucking dad.
[SCOFFS] Nobody's killing anybody.
You said you'd get him.
[GULPS] Yeah, get.
Not kill.
I'm gonna find out who he's working for.
Yeah.
Don't wait up.
- [GASPS]
- [DOOR CLOSES]
[NASH] I thought you'd gone home.
Oliver. What do you want?
I've been doing some due diligence.
A little belatedly, perhaps.
It seems that not long ago
a woman was found dead in
the Russian city of Kazan.
Shot.
A robbery gone tragically wrong.
Except the woman in
question was a GRU agent.
We'd identified her as
part of a Novichok team
responsible for the deaths of
British citizens on British soil,
which makes it look less like an
accident and more like retaliation.
I've never even been to Kazan.
Now don't be facetious.
You had neither the money
nor the authorization
to mount such an operation.
Well, then it can't
have been me, can it?
[SCOFFS]
An extraordinary meeting of the
Oversight and Limitations Committee
- has been convened first thing.
- Oh.
- They will expect answers.
- [INHALES DEEPLY, SIGHS]
No one is unaccountable, Diana.
No one.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Boss. [CLEARS THROAT]
I thought I ordered two of you.
Sorry. Sorry.
I was, uh, just taking a
[BREATHES HEAVILY] I got held up.
He was nervous meeting
you. And it went to his gut.
Fuck off.
It won't happen again. Being late.
That's not who I am.
Do you guys work together all right?
We had a job lined up and then
you called, so we called it off.
Oh, good to know where
you stand on loyalty.
They were no one.
You're Frank Harkness.
I guess I am.
So what are we doing?
[FLYTE] Where's Reece?
[RODDY] He's busting a shit.
[FLYTE SIGHS]
[RODDY] Hey, do you think it
takes people like him longer?
To you know
What are you talking about?
Well, look, I don't
wanna assume anything,
but he's been in there quite a while.
- And?
- "And?"
And don't you think it'd
be more disableist to think
he hadn't fallen in when all the while
he's been in there struggling
to get out the bowl?
What the fuck is wrong with you?
What?
[SIGHS]
Reece? Are you all right?
Here.
Yeah, if this is standard core,
I can kick it in. Stand back.
Okay, you stop it. You'll
break my door. Reece?
- Shit.
- [FLYTE] He's gone!
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
[SLURPS]
[FRANK] This taken?
Well, it is now. [SNIFFS]
[GROANS, SIGHS] You come here often?
I had a date.
But you're quite a bit older
than the guy I was expecting.
Yeah, well, you're not looking
so fresh yourself, Frank.
You know, I saw you once in Berlin.
I had you tailed for a couple of days.
I know.
I know you know.
You had a different name then.
Yeah.
Was that my Bowie period?
[BOTH CHUCKLING]
My God. We used to run
the world, you and I.
Christ's sake, look at us now,
couple of sad has-beens
in the ass-end of nowhere.
Fucking hell. [CHUCKLES]
Are you like this on
all of your first dates?
[CHUCKLES] You need a
more positive mindset.
Too little time, too much to do.
Like whacking my joes?
We still hadn't finished
redecorating after the last time.
Don't tell me Nesmith
was ever one of yours?
So
you're losing agents,
and you thought it was me.
Well, I'm sorry to disappoint.
Did they get anyone I know?
Who are you working for?
Well, since you ask so nicely
Tell me who you're working for,
I'll let you walk out of here.
You're an old marionette, Lamb.
Strings are being pulled
but the hand in the
dark's not yours anymore.
Well, look who's here.
Caught him spying outside.
[FRANK] Spying outside? Take a seat.
My God. These Slow Horses
are getting younger every day.
Says the man who trained
his kids to be assassins.
You're a piece of shit.
Well, he's got quite
the mouth on him too.
Yeah, it comes out
the other end as well.
[MERCENARY 1] Uh, he
had this on him too.
He came with intent, huh?
Okay. Here's what's gonna happen.
We're all gonna stand up, and walk
out of here together, understood?
Or [BLOWS] Or we could trade.
Oh, yeah?
[STAMMERS] You tell me who you're
working for, and you can keep him.
Yeah, well, he's no fucking use to me.
I just wanna know who got his dad
to lift a file with our names on it.
And then paid you to kill him.
[FRANK] Oh, no. He doesn't mean that.
That's just his shtick, you know.
The old grouch with a heart of gold.
Excuse me, could you put that out?
Uh. [SIGHS]
Mind your own fucking business.
- What did you just say?
- You heard me!
- Fuck off!
- [FRANK] Hey, settle down.
- Settle down.
- [JACKSON] You sit there
- Sorry, lady.
- poking your fucking nose in
- Let's get him out of here. Whoa, whoa.
- [PATRONS CLAMORING]
You're the sort of person
who'd fuck up someone's day.
- [SECURITY GUARD] Come with me.
- Come on, then.
Shut your fucking mouth!
- You're gonna have to come with me.
- [REECE] This man is touching me!
He's touching my leg! He's touching me!
Fucking pedo! And he said, "Do
you wanna play hide the sausage?"
- Pervert! Pedo!
- [FRANK] Come on. Let him go.
- You creep! You're disgusting!
- Let him go.
- That man touches kids!
- Pedo!
- That man there, he touches kids!
- [PATRONS CLAMORING]
- [JACKSON] You wanna watch him!
- [REECE] Fucking nonce! Honestly.
Come on! Come on!
Yeah. [BREATHES HEAVILY]
Remind me to kill you, you little shit.
Here.
Get this fucking kid in the car.
[PANTS] Nice job looking after him.
[RODDY] That was her job.
It's not my fault she
couldn't keep her eyes off me.
[JACKSON PANTS] You up for
following him? Without being clocked?
Come on.
[WINCES, BREATHES HEAVILY] Ow!
God. [WINCES]
[BREATHES HEAVILY] Ah.
Look, I'm I'm sorry
if I did the wrong thing.
All right? I just
I saw you, Sid. And people
were shooting, and
and you were shaking. All right?
You thinking you know best is really
patronizing and really dangerous.
You nearly got us killed.
I got I was just trying to help.
Well, you're not helping.
You're bulldozing.
It's really fucking arrogant.
Well, you're not exactly
operating at your best, are you?
Mine's better than yours.
You
You're the one who thinks
calling Taverner's a good idea.
[SIGHS] Just piss off.
I don't know why you're
not listening to me on that.
Sid, they stole your identity
to use as a legend on
an off-the-books hit.
Do you really think that
that kinda thing happens
without Taverner knowing? Do you?
Really?
I just
You haven't seen her in
so long you've forgotten
- what that woman is actually capable of.
- Who says I haven't seen her?
- What? What does that mean?
- Hold that.
No, no, no, what does that
mean? How can you have seen her?
[SID] Because she visited me.
Yeah. In hospital.
Afterwards.
Why? To see how I was. Which
is more than anyone else did.
For Christ's sake, Sid, she told
us that you were dead. That
Just because you're
from some Park dynasty,
and your grandfather told you
- state secrets as bedtime stories
- Don't talk about
- my grandfather.
- doesn't mean that you know better
- than the rest of us.
- Maybe I am better than you,
if you think calling
Taverner's a good idea.
- 'Cause it's stupid. It is stupid.
- Oh. Okay.
You know what? Hydrate,
clean yourself up.
- I'll see you at the car.
- Will do.
Will do. Thank you.
[ENGINE REVS]
[TIRES SCREECH]
- [ASSASSIN] We should go in.
- [ASSASSIN 2] It's busy.
That's the only way they can come out.
[IN RUSSIAN] I'm getting hungry.
happened to "no Russian"?
It's just us.
[IN RUSSIAN] It's always just us.
[SIGHS]
I don't know how you can
eat the shit they serve here.
I'm actually starting
to quite like some of it.
[CLEARS THROAT]
- [SCOFFS]
Sausage roll.
- [SPEAKS RUSSIAN]
- [CHUCKLING]
It's thinning out.
[ASSASSIN 2] Ah, relax.
I'll buy you a pork pie
when this is all over.
[SCOFFS]
[GRUNTS]
I really am bursting, I'm afraid.
Well, the map says we're nearly there.
The map just took us through
two hours of roadworks.
After your precious satnav
stopped communicating.
[SIGHS] Are we lost?
- No.
- Yeah.
Maybe the person with
the highest prescription
shouldn't be the one map-reading?
There's nothing wrong with
my eyes, it's this light.
Do you want to pass it to me?
Not particularly.
Duke of Edinburgh award
plus many happy holidays
in the Yorkshire Dales.
And if you can't read an
OS map there, believe me,
- you're up mucky river without
- We can all read a map, Moira.
The moon rises in the
east, so I think
I think we've been heading in the
wrong direction for quite some time.
- We need to turn 'round.
- What's that?
- Where?
- Up ahead.
See? Honestly
[SHIRLEY SCOFFS]
And they claim the
service is underfunded.
Oh! The service has
something for every occasion.
Maybe this is for visiting dignitaries.
Let's see if this works.
Oh, yes.
[MOIRA] Where are the lights?
[MOIRA] Ooh.
Oh, my goodness.
[SCOFFS]
Okay, let's check it's clear.
[SCOFFS] I'll go this way.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
[VIDEO GAMES BEEP]
And that, please, as well.
Thanks. How much?
That will be 24.99.
[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]
[TOILET FLUSHES]
[MUSIC ENDS]
Clear!
- [MOIRA] Clear!
- [SHIRLEY SIGHS]
Clear!
[NARRATOR] of nature's
powerful majestic creatures.
[SCOFFS]
No neighbors in sight.
- No fucking way.
- [TV CONTINUES PLAYING, INDISTINCT]
[LOUISA] What?
- [CATHERINE] Diana Taverner.
- This is her holiday home.
[SCOFFS] Mr. Lamb must
have made a mistake.
He's done this on purpose
because she stopped our pay.
We should trash the place.
[MOIRA] Oh, we are not
going to touch anything
[SHIRLEY] Let's start by raiding
that booze cupboard of hers.
[MOIRA] Shirley, stop! Shirley!
[SMACKS LIPS] Okay.
You, go after him.
Excuse me?
Oh. Well. I can hardly
follow him in there.
I wouldn't exactly blend in, would I?
- You know what, I could go.
- Yeah? No, you fucking couldn't.
Yeah. Or we can partner up?
We can work on our
legends on the way in.
I'm thinking hot couple
on their first date
No?
[DOWN-TEMPO JAZZ PLAYING]
[SIGHS]
So, it's done?
Not quite.
I think there's been a
bit of a misunderstanding.
You are being paid an
inordinate amount of money
to ensure that anyone
with any information
about certain activities of mine
does not share that information,
cannot share that information
because they are fucking dead.
I grasped the brief.
But it would have been a
little impractical for me
to have killed them
both in a Shake Shack.
I don't get it.
It was a fucking circus
act, and we lost them.
Don't sweat it. The
show ain't over yet, bro.
[GROANS] Oh, tuck it in your
waistband, you absolute Neanderthal.
[STAMMERS] What's a Nean Neanderthal?
- [DAMIEN] You mean, you've lost them?
- What makes you think that?
I'll call you.
It may take a few days.
- [SNAPS FINGERS]
- [FRANK] Time to go.
[SIGHS]
Damien Cantor. That's
who he was meeting.
Oh, you're fucking kidding me.
[SIGHS]
[PHONE BUZZING]
Hello?
[VOICE] Hello, Diana.
Vassily? Why the back door?
Why not use official channels?
[VASSILY] This is not something
you want made official.
You took Damien Cantor's money.
I own him. I own you.
You killed one of ours on
Russian soil. In Kazan, yes?
- Yes?
- Yes.
[VASSILY] I want the agent responsible.
I want Sidonie Baker.
Diana?
If I do make this gesture. If.
There will be no more killings
of the other agents on your list.
Sidonie Baker in full
and final settlement.
[VASSILY] And safe passage
out for my agents. No tricks.
Safe passage, no tricks.
[VASSILY, IN RUSSIAN] Good.
[PHONE BEEPS]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
It's cold.
Their windows are blown.
I'd be staying in the warm till morning.
- [SIGHS]
- Are you FSB?
GRU.
Military?
Good pension then.
[SCOFFS]
If you live that long.
I think you've got the wrong list.
That a push knife?
Yep.
Nice.
[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]
- [GRUNTING]
- [HAND DRYER BLOWING]
[LINE RINGING]
[AUTOMATED VOICE] Please
enter your code.
[PHONE BEEPING]
[AGENT] You're through to the
Night Desk, how can I help?
Uh, this is Baker, Agent 4496.
Access code Lima Alpha 719.
I need to speak to Diana Taverner.
Code Indigo.
[GRUNTING]
[PHONE RINGING]
Yep?
[AGENT] I've got Baker 4496 on the line
saying she needs to speak to you.
Code Indigo.
Well, trace the call.
Then lose it.
- [CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING ON PHONE]
- [AUTOMATED VOICE] Please hold.
Please hold.
[LINE CLICKS]
Are you fucking joking?
[GROANS]
[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]
[AUTOMATED VOICE] Press one
for assistance. Press two
- [AGENT] Night desk. How can I help?
- Yeah. This is Baker, Agent 4496.
Access code Lima Alpha 719.
I need to speak to Di
- Fuck. [GRUNTING] No!
- [GRUNTING]
[WATER DRIPPING]
[RAP MUSIC PLAYING THROUGH PHONE]
[GRUNTING, STRAINING]
[BREATHES HEAVILY, GRUNTING]
[SID BREATHES HEAVILY]
Move! [PANTING]
["STRANGE GAME" PLAYING]
It's a strange, strange game ♪
Strange, strange game ♪
You don't even know my real name ♪
It's a strange game ♪
You got to carry the blame ♪
In this strange, strange game ♪
You're out on a limb ♪
Trying hard to get in ♪
It's a strange game ♪
Ooh ♪
Ooh ♪
Ooh ♪
Ooh ♪
It's a strange game ♪
Strange, strange game ♪
You don't even know my real name ♪
It's a strange game ♪