Shelter

Okay. Mind your fingers.

Just like before, now.

What you looking at?

What are we gonna do today?

Make yourself useful, and give it some thought.

Checkmate.

Okay.

Leave the crate and come straight back.

The weather looks like it's picking up.

Don't come up here again.

Most people just say thank you.

It's very important that you listen.

Don't ever come up here again.

You know, me and my uncle come up here

week after week, bringing you supplies,

and yet you never even come down to greet us.

Why is that?

I'm not afraid of you!

Man On Radio: Message to all vessels.

Gale force winds are in serious effect across the coast.

Jessie, come on!

New storm formed now heading towards the Hebrides.

Don't give me that look.

Jessie!

Come on!

Papa!

Come on!

Urgh!

Jessie!

Uh... argh!

Where's my uncle?

Where's my uncle?!

He's dead.

The trawler went down.

He was trapped.

Agh!

Agh!

We need to get the swelling down.

Why haven't you called anyone about what happened?

Not even the police?

Who else knows we're here?

No one?

Just rest.

You have to take me back. You can't just keep me here.

I... I mean, I... I don't even understand why you're here.

My uncle told me that this lighthouse

hasn't been working in years.

Yet you never leave here. Why?

My family will be looking for me.

You don't have a family.

Your mother died a few years back.

Never knew your father.

Your uncle's taken care of you ever since.

Because there was no one else.

How do you know that?

Well, someone will come looking.

Will they?

There's nothing here for anyone.

It's just a dream.

It's just a dream.

I know you're scared.

And in a lot of pain.

When you use a weapon,

you never operate from fear.

Always balance your emotions.

Keep your wits.

Hold it like this.

Your thumb up against the hilt.

Tight in the palm.

Hold it up.

Good.

That's a strong grip.

Good.

I'm gonna look at your ankle.

Come on.

How did you know my uncle?

We served together.

In the Royal Marines.

He never told me your name.

What is it?

Would it make a difference if you knew it?

Well, I'd at least know what to call you.

We're doing okay so far.

Well, at least tell me your dog's name, then.

He doesn't have one.

What?

That's crazy.

Your dog doesn't even have a name?

Well...

I'm going to call him...

Jack.

Right, Jack? Come. Hey.

Jack.

He likes the name Jack.

Jack.

Black Queen... to F2.

Check.

You didn't tell me you could play chess.

You never asked.

Looks like I've got myself a worthy opponent.

It's infected.

- Can't we just go to a hospital? - No.

No.

I'll get what's needed.

Ten years ago, the Prime Minister

assured this committee and the nation

that her government, I quote...

"Was not and would not ever collect data

on British citizens."

And yet, thanks to the recent hack into MI6's servers,

we have now learned that not only has MI6

been systematically harvesting the personal information,

calls, emails, and voting patterns

of the British population,

but has been doing so in order to create an intelligence...

super-system.

An advanced surveillance network

called Total Human Engagement Analytics,

or more affectionately, THEA.

Some of the details are, of course, classified.

The essence of THEA is to make better-informed decisions,

to anticipate threats more effectively.

What you've been doing is unlawfully invading the life

of every person in this country.

If they're innocent, they have nothing to hide.

Since THEA went online,

MI6 have intercepted threats at a rate never before imagined.

Perhaps you could simply say thank you.

Let me be clear on how this ends.

With you and Prime Minister Fordham under investigation,

and THEA dismantled.

Haneron was grandstanding, Prime Minister.

We both know the whole thing's a circus,

just without the entertainment value.

Haneron is gaining traction in this election.

And this leak...

it's a national embarrassment.

We're gonna have to steady the ship.

You need a sacrificial lamb.

Let's face it, Stephen.

You're probably the best spymaster

this country has ever produced.

But you are a hopeless bureaucrat.

We all have our shortcomings, Prime Minister.

The tape's stopped.

It's just the two of us now.

I think this could be a blessing.

Really?

To get you back into the shadows where you belong.

Could be our little secret.

Indeed, ma'am.

Roberta Frost, your number two,

she'll take over as head of MI6

as an interim appointment,

and then after the election,

I'll appoint somebody more appropriate.

Roberta's a good choice.

She's a good team player. And we don't want any outsiders.

Exactly.

Enjoy your retirement.

Thank you, Prime Minister.

How old is she?

About there.

...like I said we were supposed to go in the first place,

but I thought we were gonna go bowling instead.

That's a bit more fun, no?

We always go...

...like I said we were supposed to go in the first place,

but I thought we were gonna go bowling instead.

That's a bit more fun, no?

High priority THEA alert.

We have a retinal match.

Timur Tchermoev.

He's a high-value target, wanted for the bombing

of our embassy in Algeria.

His file is filled with similar atrocities.

Location?

Stornoway. Outer Hebrides, Scotland.

Repositioning satellites now.

Who's our nearest assault team?

Alpha.

Send them.

Okay.

Let the medicine do its work.

That should be as good as new.

Thank you for the sweets, by the way.

I got these.

I hope they're okay. It's the best I could do.

I like them.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Mm.

Smells good.

So much better than porridge.

That, young lady, is a matter of opinion.

What?

What's happening?

Get in the bathroom.

Lock the door.

Don't make a sound.