The Day of the Jackal

The following programme contains strong language and violent scenes.

Someone I've been working with

has misunderstood their obligations to me.

There's another deal brewing.

'Why are you still in Munich? Have you loose ends to tie up?'

Fuck you.

We'll need a codename for you.

Why not the Jackal?

I can get your daughter out of prison.

Just get me Norman's phone number and I'll do the rest.

I need a priority location on a phone.

Aaargh!

Fuck!

This is Mr Carver. He cleans up messes for us.

I spoke to Sparrow this morning. She's on the hook.

Did you tell her that her daughter's dead?

# Some flowers

'We are now approaching London Liverpool Street

where this train terminates.'

Did you get anything from Norman's phone?

No, it's been wiped remotely. But there'll probably be some residue.

Paddy, this one's urgent.

What did you get from his bag? Might wanna take a look at this.

Now you're gonna love this, Bianca. It's er... very clever.

This operation has been a total and utter shambles from start to finish.

We have Emma Stoke, completely innocent,

whose death went unreported for more than 36 hours.

And we have two top Special Forces operatives

killed in a botched snatch.

All of it based on nothing more than a hunch you had about Norman Stoke.

You, and this operation, need to be shut down now!

I can't see a reason to keep it alive. Thank you, Bianca.

I retrieved this... bag

from the suspect's location.

So you found a bag that looks like a million other bags,

one of which the assassin happened to have.

What does that prove?

I took this with me through Customs this morning.

I had no idea I was bringing a sniper rifle with me

and neither did Security.

It's a prototype. That is actually bloody clever.

The sniper took the weapon he used to kill Fest with him.

And this is how he did it.

All thanks to Norman Stoke.

Isabel? No...

It's complicated.

We just lost two men on an op that supposedly no-one knew about.

Let's get to the bottom of what went wrong in Belarus

as quickly as possible.

In the meantime...

your operation is very much alive, Bianca.

Thank you.

'This is Alison, leave a message.'

Hi, Alison, it's Nadine.

I...I can't tell you how sorry I am.

What you must be going through right now is just...

Look, I know I'm the last person you wanna speak to right now.

But I've been doing some digging and it would mean a lot to me

if you'd allow me to sit down with you face-to-face,

so I can explain what happened

and... try and make some sense of all of this.

You deserve that.

Again, I'm... so sorry.

OK, er... call me back when you get this. Thanks.

That was very good.

Well, I'm off to Hereford, see if they've got any names for us.

Why hasn't that been done already?

Oh!

Nein.

Ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja.

Naturlich.

Mm-hm.

Hey.

'Hey! Sorry I haven't called.'

I knew the deal was gonna be complicated,

but it's got ridiculous.

'Is everything alright?'

Nuria?

The other day when I left you at the airport.

'Yeah?'

I was at Plaza Las Flores...

I saw you pass in a taxi.

Wait, what do you mean?

'I saw you in a taxi, Charles.'

OK, well, I don't know who you saw but it definitely wasn't me.

But I saw you.

Nuria, I have no idea who you saw, but I was straight on that plane.

I don't know where you went.

Where are you now?

Now, I'm in an incredibly overpriced hotel in Amsterdam.

OK, let me see.

Go on video. Oh, no, please.

You know I hate the video thing, come on.

Do you have a woman with you? ''

Of course I don't have a woman with me.

'Then let me see you.'

'Nuria.'

Charles, let me see you or I will come to Amsterdam tonight.

OK, OK. Alright, alright.

Hello, it's your husband. Look, wait, wait, wait.

No woman.

Let me see the bathroom. Honestly?

OK, let's do this.

So... There's um...

...no make-up, no creams, no jars.

No woman.

'Satisfied?'

She might be a very ugly woman.

Yeah, I only have affairs with incredibly ugly women.

Now can I see my son, please?

'Ma?'

Ma? Que vea Carlitos.

Mira, mira, mira! Hola.

Oh!

Oh! Que?

Hi.

Que tal?

Look at him, I think, I think his face has changed.

Is that possible?

Hola! A-bo!

- A-bo! - I miss him. Adios a papa.

Bye-bye. I love you. Bye-bye.

I miss him.

'He misses you.'

I'm coming to Amsterdam.

I would love that,

but I think they've probably got me leaving tomorrow, so...

What's wrong, Charles? You don't want me to come?

No, I would love you to come, but I...at the moment, honestly,

Nuria, it's so frenzied here that I literally don't have a minute.

This life we're living, it's not normal.

Yeah, I know it's not.

'You're always away. For business you say,

but you never tell me anything about your business.

I never met any of your colleagues.'

I don't know what you do when you're away.

'I work, Nuria.

I work, that's all I do. I just work.'

When are you coming back?

Soon, a couple of days, I-

'When?' I... Honestly, I don't know.

I'm not sure.

You never know.

It's not good enough, Charles.

Are you coming?

Love, are you coming?

They get you over here to identify her...

...and then they don't even fucking call you.

Bit of fresh air will do you good.

You go.

Who's this? 'Who the fuck do you think it is?'

About ye, Norman?

I'm so sorry about Emma.

I can't imagine what you're going through.

No, you can't.

Larry and me are here to take Emma home.

Can you not just let us do that?

Do you have no common decency?

You said on the phone you'd been digging?

I've spoken to everybody.

And I have to tell you that no one behaved improperly.

Did you know that Emma had - a pre-existing condition? - No.

First I heard of it was when they rang us to tell us the news.

It could just as easily have happened at home, in bed.

But she wasn't in her bed, was she?

She was in a police cell and you put her there.

I didn't, Alison. And I've told you that.

Do you even know what the truth is?

Listen to me carefully, Alison.

Norman killed two British officers yesterday and now he's disappeared.

What's that got to do with me? That's nothing to do with me.

Larry's number was in Norman's phone. So...

We were trying to get the money to go to London.

Alison.

Assisting an offender carries a ten-year sentence.

More, with everything Larry's been up to.

But I've turned a blind eye because I like you...

...and I want to help.

But now you have to help me.

You need to tell me where Norman is.

Fuck off!

Did you have a nice walk?

Larry, is everything alright?

What have you done?

What?

Why did you keep on at me to call Norman?

We needed the money to go to London.

Do you know what happened to Norman... after I called him?

How would I?

What happened?

They came for him.

He popped a couple of 'em.