Slow Horses

Where are you going? We're not finished.

He failed to kill Jaffrey. It's over.

It can still work.

No, it can't. We'll never get another chance.

We need to get out of the country.

You really want another body to get rid of?

- Put the gun down. - I'll drop you too.

- Gimball's dead. - How did he die?

This country is fucking mad.

Who cares how it happened. It'll have the same impact.

It can still work.

We'll succeed…

…if we're all in.

I've always been in. I wasn't the one who fucked up.

What?

Don't think that because your father was my captain

and we broke bread together, it will stop me from pulling the trigger.

Fuck me, guys.

This is crazy.

This is what we're supposed to be doing to the British.

Walk away from me again

and I'll put a bullet in the back of your skull.

Now let's blind them.

The police were called to the venue

where the body of a man in his 60s had been found.

And that he was pronounced dead…

- - …at the scene by paramedics.

Police have also confirmed that there were no suspicious circumstances…

Taverner's here.

…and that the incident has now been referred

to the Health and Safety Executive.

- - Mr. Gi--

This is what we know.

Flyte's beginning the interrogation. I'm going down there now.

You know what, I'm gonna have to look this over later.

I actually get motion sickness if I read

- and walk at the same time. - Tara Younis, 28-year-old Libyan.

Her parents fled Tripoli in the 2011 coup, they tried to settle here,

didn't manage to, moved to Paris, she returned a year ago.

Model student, no criminal record.

No particular career path, currently working in events.

Right. Um, any political affiliations?

No red flags.

Usual activism for an educated woman of her age.

- - Heavy on hashtags, light on results.

Any update on Gimball?

Yes, he was in an alley behind the venue,

and a pot of paint rolled off some scaffolding and hit him on the head.

Really? Good.

Not good. Obviously not good.

Although, uh…

What I mean to say is, I'm just glad there was no foul play.

Really.

One of Gimball's supporters murders a load of people at Abbotsfield,

Gimball himself winds up dead…

Catnip for conspiracy theorists, isn't it?

Did you know about Abbotsfield in advance?

I've told you that I don't know anything about Abbotsfield.

I do.

I was there for the aftermath. Eleven people dead.

Wives, husbands, parents, kids. Lives ripped apart.

I'm just Roddy's girlfriend, okay?

Tara, my issue, and the issue a lot of people in this building have,

is that when you talk about dating Roddy, it doesn't really wash.

Because we've met him.

Okay,

so he's not really my type.

I don't think he's anyone's type.

But if four masked men turned up at your flat

and threatened to skin you alive if you don't seduce Roddy Ho…

…then maybe suddenly he would become your type.

Found a clothes shop.

Was there any, uh, change?

- Got these. - Oh, did you?

Yeah, I can see that.

- With my money, thank you. - Want one?

A cherry? No, I'm fine. Thanks.

Lamb wants to meet us.

Go change then.

Yeah, I will.

But you drive and I'll get changed in the back.

No. I wanna eat these.

You can do both at the same time.

That's not safe.

Can you hurry up? I need the bag for the stones.

Just spit them in the street.

That's disgusting.

That's disgusting?

You just fucking killed a man.

Bag.

Yes. I'm sorry about that.

It's your mate Coe who's gonna be sorry.

I'm gonna fuck him up out of hours. Watch.

Sure. You know, if you need a less embarrassing cover story

than being tied up by the Slow Horses,

you can always say you got stuck in a bondage club.

We were here, what, a couple of hours?

You're here every day.

Dennis Gimball, the independent candidate…

I sent you to protect Jaffrey.

Someone answering your description assaulted him with a water bottle.

Um… I needed to get him off the stage.

Yeah, Jaffrey was the target.

I spotted some guy heading backstage who didn't need to be there,

he smuggled in a rifle.

Catherine got Jaffrey offstage before anything could happen.

Oh, so you're high and she's pissed.

I chased him to the same vehicle that was outside Ho's.

I got some of the plate.

I thought your tipple was coke, not LSD.

Jackson, you weren't there. There was an attempted hit on Jaffrey.

- Yeah, we saved his life. - You didn't save his life.

Gimball's dead, you idiots.

What?

What's River and Coe saying?

I'm off to meet them near the Park.

Should be one of the all time great debriefs.

Jackson, what's the next?

Well, if memory serves… …blind your enemy.

But that could be… …anything.

Yeah, but given the fact that "assassinate a populist leader"

couldn't have been clearer and we failed to stop that,

I think we're fucked.

They're gonna kick us out of MI5, aren't they?

Yep.

They're gonna kick us out and they're gonna put us right into prison.

I'm okay with solitude.

Yeah, well, I'm… I'm not.

I think you are.

You're deeply lonely. I think you are.

You fu… I'm gonna fucking… Just fucking shut up, okay?

N-No more from now on.

And…

Just stop fucking eating cherries!

- - No one knows we were there.

Nobody knows.

What about the guy that was fucking fighting Gimball?

Black man fighting known racist

shortly before known racist is found with head split open.

We don't have to worry about him.

Yeah, okay.

All right. Okay.

All right.

So we just… we just got… we got there too late.

We got there too late, Lamb. Yeah.

Which is bad, I get it,

but it's not as bad as actually killing him.

You think he'll buy that?

Yeah, I think he'll buy that.

I think he will.

I think we're fine.

Why did they want you to seduce Roddy?

They didn't say. They…

They just told me to get close to him. They…

They had psychological profile telling me what to do and how to behave.

Not that different from most men,

just…

…just laugh at his jokes and tell him what a big man he is.

I copied his key for them.

I… I thought they might burgle him or… or bug him or threaten him.

But I didn't know they'd try to kill him. I swear.

Do you know what Roddy does for MI5?

They just said he was something to do with computers.

Did they ask you to do anything with his computer?

Uh…

I had to make him show me he could get into the database.

And…

And when he was out of the room I typed in a code.

Can you remember it?

They held a knife to my throat while I recited it.

So, yes, I can remember.

I'll get it over to the tech unit.

They've already combed the system and didn't detect any anomalies.

Well, I suggest they comb it again.

All right, make this quick.

I'm about to put Taverner in the picture and I need to know whether Gimball died

because the other side are total pros or because you two are fucking useless.

I'm guessing both.

Well, we found him dead.

From a falling paint pot.

You're… You're telling me that an assassin killed him… with a pot of paint?

I guess they just wanted to make it look like a… like an accident.

It's quite clever actually.

They blew up a fucking penguin enclosure.

They didn't bother making that look like an accident.

Yeah, but, I mean, we don't know that that was them.

- Yes, we do. - No, we don't. No.

That could've been anyone.

What do you mean it could've been anyone?

Name me one person who's got a grudge against penguins.

- Batman. - Oh, fuck off.

Look, they… they… they… they got him. Okay?

- I'm sorry. - They weren't going for him,