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How are you doing?
They seem to have lost all interest.
Can't say I blame them.
Good to see you old friend.
Me too.
You're Mark Wareham.
You sit on the board of her foundation.
visiting before she heads off to the
Museum for tonite's event.
It's a four minute walk to the suite.
Stairwell.
Twenty meters out.
North facing.
You'll be searched in the foyer.
I have a spare weapon on my left ankle,
should it come to that.
Is there anyone on your detail
we can trust?
Not a soul.
Thanks.
Identification please.
Thank you, sir.
Cheers.
The last 48 hours have been
particularly harrowing,
so perhaps
a modicum of formality
might help keep her
relaxed.
Sure.
Isn't it formality
that's got us in this mess
in the first place?
Christopher Chance,
I give you
her royal highness, Victoria,
Princess of Wales.
Oh, please,
don't do that.
Oh, sure.
Nice to meet you.
Has he been briefed?
What I know is that
in an hour and a half,
your security detail's
gonna put you in a car
which is gonna bring you
to a museum uptown
to meet the Queen, your husband,
Prince what's his name,
and the rest of the gang.
At 38th and 1st, your motorcade
is gonna be obstructed.
Now usual security protocol
is to go faster,
maybe even turn around,
do anything to avoid
being boxed in.
But in this
particular instance,
your detail
has different orders.
They're there
to serve you up.
So while you're stopped,
your men watching
You'll be assassinated.
Luckily, Gerard got wind
of the plot
while we still have me
to do something about it.
Lucky? Is that
the word you'd use?
Well, we're lowering
the bar today.
So we have the who,
the what, the where,
all we need is a why.
Because I'm in love
with a man
who isn't my husband.
That generally
will do it.
Well, Victoria told Walter
she wanted a divorce,
but he's a proud man.
Facing international
embarrassment,
we feel he sought out
a sympathetic ear
to help him avoid it.
Unfortunately,
the one he found
belongs to a man of
the lowest moral character.
Templeton.
He's special envoy
to the crown.
The royal fixer,
in other words.
Charged with keeping
the family's dirty laundry
off the front page
of the Sun.
No doubt he's convinced
his conspirators
that removing the spoiled,
reckless heir
from the equation is
what's best for everyone.
Well, being the black sheep
in this family
must not be easy.
What about the Queen?
The Queen's been in transit
from Sydney,
along with my sister,
since Gerard first
discovered the plot.
Templeton's rather adept at
keeping her majesty insulated,
if you know what I mean.
Tell me,
do you think I'm crazy
for throwing away everything
for a man I met
just a month ago?
What's his name?
Tony.
How do you know
you're in love with him?
Right answer.
So let's see if we can
get her out of this mess.
For a glimpse
of her royal highness,
Princess Victoria,
who is expected to meet
the rest of her family
at the gala opening
of the Queen's collection.
So you'll be with her
in the car.
From what I've learned
of the plot,
the attack
will occur here.
Then I take control
of the car,
divert it
to the safe house.
And by then,
I'll have retrieved
evidence of the plot
from my contact.
Evidence?
What evidence?
Audiotapes of her head of
security and Templeton
discussing the plot
in detail.
The tape's vital,
and once I have it,
we'll take it
to the Queen,
cut Templeton off
at the knees.
And what about Tony?
I mean, he's in
as much danger as I am.
Oh, Tony's gonna be fine.
I've got my best guys
scooping him up.
You're gonna want to
take a left up here
in two blocks to get
to the 59th street bridge.
No.
Directions are now being sent
to your vehicle.
Left.
Not gonna happen.
Dude.
I don't do anything
until the lady tells me to.
In a quarter mile,
turn left onto 28th street.
You actually trust the word of some broad
that lives in the dash
of your Camaro over mine?
Yes.
Yes, I do.
I lived in this city
for eight years, dude.
There's certain things
you just don't do here,
like question
a New Yorker
when he's giving you
directions.
Don't use crosswalks.
Don't eat pizza
with a fork and a knife.
Yeah?
What's the holdup?
I gave you the address
about half an hour ago.
Well, there's a bit
of a disagreement
over the best way to get
to where Tony's holed up.
Okay, spare me
the play-by-play.
Just find the guy and let me
know when you got him, okay?
Yeah.
Turn right up here.
In a quarter mile,
turn right.
Good.
Is she still
with her guests?
Yes.
Templeton.
Nathan.
Thought you
should be informed
that Gerard and his guests
are still with the Princess.
You checked the man's I.
D.
?
I did.
Everything checked out.
But you're suspicious,
nonetheless.
I am.
There's no reason
to doubt your instinct.
Perhaps we should
move the timetable up.
Shouldn't you run that
by the Prince?
I think the Prince would
gladly delegate that decision.
Are we clear, Nathan?
Yes, sir.
What is it?
Construction is causing
backups all around the hotel.
Nathan wants to get
ahead of the traffic.
The motorcade's preparing
to leave as we speak.
But it's an hour early.
I'm not ready yet.
I'm sorry,
your highness.
I'm afraid Templeton
insists on it.
Sir, if you could come
with me, I'll escort you out.
That won't be
necessary, really.
No, it's no problem.
I'll just meet you downstairs.
We've got less time
than we thought.
Open the door, please.
A lot less.
Human Target 1x11
Victoria
Original Air Date on April 7, 2010
James, respond please.
Open the door.
Nathan's
getting impatient.
What do you think?
Looks big enough?
It will have to do.
What?
Excuse me.
Where are you going?
They put scallions
in the Princess's soup.
Get the lift for me.
I must have told them
three times she is allergic.
I am going to have
a private word with that chef,
let him know
he very nearly
sent the Princess of Wales
into anaphylactic shock!
Your majesty?
James?
James!
James!
The cart!
Comm to lobby.
Stop Gerard.
I'm coming down there.
What's this about?
Get downstairs
right now!
All stations,
lockdown!
Sparrow
is on the loose.
Gerard!
Gerard!
Be honest.
How certain were you
that would work?
About 50/50.
How far up are they?
About four
or five floors.
Okay.
Gerard!
Get down! Get down!
Victoria.
Go with him.
No.
We're going
to get you help.
Down!
Gerard,
we need the evidence.
Belfast.
Remember the man
we hunted together?
Really?
He's here in New York.
MacGowan's Pub.
Go.
You're clear.
It's been an honor,
your highness.
Oh!
Oh!
Go, go, go, go!
Tony Sorrento?
Are you Tony Sorrento?
Relax.
I'm Winston.
Gerard sent us
to pick you up.
Victoria's okay?
She will be.
We're here to make sure
you are too.
I'll be fine.
It's my Uncle's garage.
Nobody knows I'm here.
Victoria's got
low blood sugar.
I wanted to grab something
just in case we're
hiding out for a while.
Well, we're not gonna
meet her just yet.
Dude.
Get inside,
get inside.
I think they know
you're here, dude.
Stay here.
Listen, just head
downtown, will you?
See, guys like Gerard,
they don't mind
taking a bullet.
Not if it's
the right person.
I know, I know.
He took an oath.
He fulfilled his duty
to the crown.
Do me a favor.
Slump down, will you?
I don't want anyone
spotting you.
What is it?
The Princess
is out of pocket.
How long?
Two minutes.
We'll get her back.
But Gerard is dead, along
with some of the detail.
That woman is next
in line to the throne,
and every day,
she finds a new way
to heap shame upon
her family and our country.
And now she proposes
to add to that
with
an international scandal
to service a cheap fling.
She is a threat to everything
we swore to protect.
Can I count on you,
Mr.
Nathan?
Yes, sir.
Come here.
Check the call log.
Let's find out
who he's been talking to.
If this traffic
doesn't let up,
we're gonna have to
get out and hoof it.
So where exactly are we going
for this evidence?
Gerard said something
about a man from Belfast.
Yeah, yeah.
You know this person?
Uh, I know of him.
Okay, trust me.
Given the events of today,
there isn't a name
you could offer me
that would shock me.
Connor Dunham.
That's not funny.
Connor Dunham?
Ex-IRA enforcer?
Sworn enemy of the crown?
Gerard didn't know
who he could trust
in his own
security detail,
so he went to
an outside party.
An outside party?
It kind of makes sense.
But the man put
a bounty on my head!
That's just a rumor.
It was on the front page
of the telegraph--£100,000.
I was eight!
Really?
Well, anyway,
he and Gerard
must have come to
some sort of understanding.
I think
you're gonna be fine.
Victoria, look at me.
Who else am I
going to look at?
Don't turn your head away.
Why?
Hey, Victoria!
Victoria!
Victoria!
Victoria!
Hurry.
Run!
Don't make eye contact.
We're going
straight to the back.
Isn't this
a bit extreme?
Well, right now, you've
got everybody in the city
looking for you.
I don't think you'd be
able to go four feet
let alone 40 blocks looking
like the Princess of Wales.
Well, just so you know,
someone usually
gets paid £1,500
to give me
a new hairstyle,
let alone change
my whole wardrobe.
Well, I'm sure they're
much better at it than me.
I'm telling you,
he's gonna die.
I'm an EMT.
I can help him.
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
What's the matter with you?
That three feet of garage
right there is a kill zone.
I can reach him.
It'll take two seconds.
Hey, listen, Tony.
I'm gonna spoil
the ending
of this little adventure
you're on.
That shooter out there
is a pro,
so two seconds
is about four times longer
than he's gonna need.
Now the Princess of Wales
hired me
to bring you back safely,
so hurt bad guy
or no hurt bad guy,
stay here.
Hey, "kill zone,"
take a look at this.
That's clever.
You know, how you take
the last thing that I said
and turn it into
my nickname or something?
Yeah, that's clever.
What do you think?
Rotor?
Yeah.
Yeah, it's kind of corroded.
I don't know.
Maybe ought to clean that up,
we could get it started.
But if we're in this car
and it stalls
ten feet outside
of the garage,
we're sitting ducks.
We're already
sitting ckck
yeah.
Tony!
Get out of there!
Wow, that was stupid.
Don't do that again!
I'm sorry.
Looks like the bullet
went right through
the front of his vest.
Fortunately for you,
it didn't go through the back.
It looks like I'll be
able to stop the bleeding.
Yeah, now we're talking.
If I can get
a bead on the sniper,
I can take a shot at him.
We just gotta
draw him out.
I think I got an idea.
So what exactly
do they call this look?
A technical term would be
"bridge and tunnel.
"
It's not gonna work.
You can still see
my face.
Uh, trust me, no one's
looking at your face.
Hey! Open up!
This ain't a motel.
You take it someplace else
next time, will you?
Yeah.
It won't
happen again.
I beg your pardon!
Come on, come on.
I wasn't aware
that fornicating
in convenience store
bathrooms
was common practice.
Welcome to New York.
Are you all right?
I'm mildly hypoglycemic.
Um, the stress
isn't helping.
Why don't you tell me
about Tony?
Why?
Um
He was volunteering
at a blood drive
sponsored by
one of my charities.
He offered
to take my blood,
not knowing it was
strictly forbidden.
My mother was horrified.
I did it anyway.
You see, the thing
you must understand
about my marriage
to Walter
is that it was
negotiated.
In three years
we've been together,
we've never experienced
one true moment
of happiness.
But people told me
it made sense,
so I believed them.
Until Tony.
In ten minutes, I knew
what I'd been missing.
And I knew I could
never go back,
even if it meant turning
my world upside down
and having everyone I know
think that I was crazy.
Well, it's easy for them
to think you're crazy.
They've never had
what you and Tony have.
It sounds like
perhaps you have.
Well, she must be
an amazing woman.
Yeah.
♪
your highness.
I heard the news
reporting she was spotted
on the street.
You told me your men
could handle this.
My men
are not my concern.
You, on the other hand,
seem to have mistaken
your role in these things,
Prince Walter.
If this turns sour,
I won't be the one
twisting in the wind
for it.
You remember my name
and that you work for me.
I work for the crown,
your highness.
I was here before you.
And if you do not
pull yourself together,
I will be here
long after you as well.
What is it?
Hmm.
We get to MacGowan's,
and this will all be over
very soon.
What can I get you?
Uh, a couple of pints.
Couple of pints
it is, then.
Say, I'm looking for a guy
named Connor Dunham.
He's probably a regular.
Oh, Connor comes by
quite frequently.
He'll want to know
who's asking.
Tell him it's a friend
of Gerard's.
You might want to say
it's urgent.
And how would Connor
know him?
It's a funny story,
actually.
Love your earrings.
Thanks.
Love your accent too.
How about
that new Yankee Stadium?
You been there?
No, not yet.
Um, I'm more of
a symphony person.
I love the symphony.
You know,
I'm getting the feeling
that whatever I say,
you'll say you love it.
I love how you put that
just now.
Hey, buddy,
she's spoken for.
What do you think?
Get the back room ready.
Still no word from Tony?
No, not yet, but I'm sure
he's gonna be fine.
Whoa, slow down,
your highness.
I'm loose in New York City
dressed like a harlot,
the love of my life
is nowhere to be found,
and I'm actively seeking
the help of a man
who spent the best part
of the '80s
intent upon killing me.
Given all that, I feel
entitled to a drink.
Well, I can't argue
with that.
This guy's good.
Still no sign of him.
So what? He just
waits up there forever?
Or until he calls in
reinforcements
to storm the place.
I imagine
that's not far off.
All right, dude,
gotta ask you.
You're an EMT, dude.
Median income at best.
You're not in a band,
yet you land a Princess?
How'd you open?
Open?
Yeah, you know,
with the Princess.
How'd you open?
I don't know, man.
It's all a fog.
All a fog?
Standing in front of me
was the most beautiful woman
I'd ever seen.
Talking with the sweetest
voice I'd ever heard.
Her arm in my hand
and it feels like
I don't know.
Blood rushing to my head,
making this rumbling sound.
Have you ever had that
happen to you where you're--
all right, enough.
Not the answer
I was looking for.
Whoa, what's this?
That's interesting.
Look at this.
Industrial-strength
anesthetic.
Why would he have a syringe
full of anesthetic in his jacket
if he was just
supposed to kill me?
'Cause he wasn't
supposed to kill you.
Looks like the plan
was to abduct you.
Abduct me?
What the hell would they
want to abduct me for?
You know, I look at Tony,
and he wants to help
a person in need, he does it.
It doesn't require
three years
of committee hearings
and a royal proclamation.
And all this because
I seek something more
than a life spent
riding mares,
attending dinner parties,
fencing lessons.
I ask you, honestly,
on my deathbed,
how likely is it
I will close my eyes
and go to my final rest,
thinking, well,
thank God I made the time
to become
a competent fencer.
Uh, not very likely.
Why don't you just leave?
Hmm? I'm sorry?
Well, you're not happy.
You don't really
see the point.
So why don't you just leave,
like what's-his-name?
Edward something.
You're talking abdication.
Yeah, exactly.
I'm heir apparent
to the throne.
Abdication requires
consent from parliament
in all 16 commonwealths.
There's Canada,
Australia
Besides, my mother
would never consent to it.
Nor will she ever
let me be with Tony.
Well, here's how
I see things.
You strip away the traditions
and the titles
and the scheming,
vengeful husbands,
I think what
you're dealing with here
is a typical
mother-daughter situation.
I mean, unless Tony
has three arms,
I think your mother's
gonna come around.
It's important to you that
Tony and I get through this.
Hey, you guys,
you want to see Connor,
follow me.
So I guess
you're Connor.
Well, ain't you
a good guesser.
Where's Gerard?
Gerard's dead.
Well,
you're about to join him.
You know, Gerard hired me
'cause he couldn't trust anyone
in that snake pit
of a family.
And then yous walk in,
throwing his name around.
And I'm supposed to
swallow that wholesale?
Now we got a name
for that back home, don't we?
It's called a setup.
This isn't a setup.
We're friends of Gerard's.
Well, you better offer me
some proof of that.
Gerard was more
than a friend.
He was like
a father to me.
The most decent man
I've ever known.
And the fact that
he saw fit to trust you
is the only reason
I haven't taken that gun
and emptied it
into your ruddy irish face.
Well, that just about
says it, eh, Connor?
Sorry for trying
to kill you all them years.
Apology accepted.
You got it?
We're good.
This better work, dude.
We've only got one shot
at drawing him out.
Hey, dude.
Somebody else
needs to drive.
Cool.
There's a GPS
under the dash.
You can input the address
to where we're going.
Great.
You're stable.
This will help with the pain.
You might drift in and out,
but nothing to worry about.
I was only
following orders.
I'm sorry.
Over there.
In the back.
What's that?
It's my handwriting.
I wrote these letters.
To who?
To Victoria.
Why do these guys have 'em?
This here is
a key conversation.
Here, let's pull it up.
Will divert sparrow
en route to the museum.
That's Nathan,
and "sparrow" is the details
code name for me.
I'm concerned
about the attack en route.
And that's Templeton.
Why all the interference?
It was windy last night,
wasn't it?
I put it all through
a background noise filter.
This is the best
we're gonna get.
Stalker's the threat.
Stalker is the threat.
You had a stalker?
Sure, several.
Why?
Sounds like they're discussing
legitimate security concerns.
This is hardly proof
of a conspiracy.
Is this all you got?
Oh, no, there's more.
This is all I had time
to process.
How much more?
About two hours.
And I've only been able
to put about 30 minutes
through the filter.
I warned Gerard
this would take time.
Well, time is something
we're kinda short on right now.
Are you in there, Connor?
Yeah, Francis.
Give us a tick,
will you?
Something wrong?
Two knocks.
Trouble.
And Francis has our guns.
Come on, Connor,
open up.
Bust it in.
Top of the morning.
Well, there goes
our evidence.
Can't yous read?
Employees only.
Winston, tell me
some good news.
Well, we got Tony.
Headed back to the city now.
How are things
on your end?
Tony's okay.
Gerard's dead.
All that's left
of his evidence is one tape,
and it's awfully sketchy.
What, and you don't think
it's good enough?
We got something here
you might find interesting.
I'm not quite sure
what to make of it yet.
One of our bad guys had
a bunch of letters with him,
letters Tony wrote
to the Princess.
They planted them
in his ambulance.
Love letters?
Oh, yeah.
They just weren't gonna
kill Tony.
They were gonna
use him as a patsy.
They grab him just before
the Princess leaves
for the museum.
Use his ambulance
to block the motorcade.
Once the Princess was stopped,
he'd lure her
out of the car,
out from behind
the bulletproof glass.
Let me go!
Gerard, no!
Out of the car now!
No, get in the car!
No!
Ah!
It explains why they wanted
to keep Tony alive--
plant the *** weapon
in his hand.
All these love letters
in the ambulance
make him look
like a stalker.
Everything's all wrapped up
in a bow for the front page.
Listen, Winston,
we need those letters
to corroborate
Gerard's tape.
I mean, separately,
they're nothing,
but together, they link
Templeton to the plot.
You hear that?
You should be on your way.
You know what I'm thinking?
Yeah, that we all gotta
get to the Queen together.
We all need to get
to the Queen together.
We're on the way.
All right.
Come on.
We're gonna make a visit
to the museum.
But how will we get in?
I mean, Templeton's
gonna have
the place surrounded
by guards.
We won't go in
the front door.
Connor, thanks.
Sorry about the mess.
I've seen worse.
I told you
not to look down.
I think I made it
abundantly clear to you
how I feel about heights.
This is barely 20 feet.
It hardly qualifies
as heights.
Even if you did fall,
you'd probably
break something,
but you wouldn't die.
One of my men
has just informed me
that a silent alarm in
the East wing has been tripped.
Ah, the Princess is here.
She's trying to get
to her mother.
Have the motorcade
brought round.
I'm going to have the Queen
removed from the premises
immediately.
I'll have my men
secure the area.
The Princess will not
leave here alive.
Good.
There.
Wasn't so bad, was it?
Honored you could make it.
Let's be civilized about this,
shall we? Gents.
Come on.
You feeling better about
those fencing lessons?
Yeah.
Where's your mother?
There.
I've just gotten word
from the nypd.
There's a credible threat
against the Queen.
I need her out of this building
right now.
Excuse me,
your majesty.
This way, please.
Mother.
This way.
Mother!
She's your wife.
Get her under control.
Mother!
Wait.
Victoria,
what in God's name--
Tony, what the hell are
you doing? Come on!
Tony.
You're killing me,
you know that?
Stop!
Mother--
stop!
Victoria.
What is the meaning
of this?
Mother, this is Tony.
He's--
I can see.
Walter tried to kill me
for it.
Templeton too.
And we have evidence
to prove it.
Things are not as they seem,
your majesty.
All part of your duty
to protect the crown?
Always.
She's my daughter.
So you intend
to marry this man?
If he'll have me.
Then I can also assume
you plan to abdicate
your claim to the throne.
Not without a fight,
I won't.
Ah.
Well then,
this is a much longer
conversation
for another time.
Victoria,
who's this?
Christopher Chance,
her majesty the Queen.
Thank you, Mr.
Chance.
Vast crowds await
the arrival of the Princess
both inside and outside
of the hall.
A romance that played out
both in the tabloids--
maybe he's got
family money.
Let it go, man.
Things like this
don't just happen, dude.
It ain't natural.
Why do you even care?
She's got, like,
four castles, dude.
Not four homes,
four castles.
One of them sits on, like,
And that's the summer house.
Well, they don't
belong to her.
They belong
to the Queen.
Yeah, but when
the old lady kicks it,
it all goes Victoria
And Prince Tony.
Did you ever
stop to think
that maybe,
just maybe
she fell for this guy
because he saves people
for a living?
Because he throws himself
out there
to help people
who are in need?
I bet he is in a band.
You a hot mess.
It's not like I never had
my shot with royalty.
A stripper
wearing a tiara
does not constitute royalty.
Not talking
about her, dude.
Talking about Ruki.
Ruki?
Third daughter
to a Maasai warrior chief.
She dug me.
Timing didn't quite work out.
I'm just saying, I know what
I'm talking about here.
Okay.
What, you don't believe me?
Not even a little bit.
Ask Chance.
He was there, he'll vouch.
All right,
fair enough.
When Chance comes back
from the wedding,
I'll ask him if you in fact
had the opportunity
to marry into
an African bush monarchy.
Back from the wedding?
Yeah.
He's not at the wedding.
What do you mean
he's not at the wedding?
I saw him get the plane ticket
and the invitation.
Yeah, he's at the wedding.
What do you mean?
He's not at the wedding.
Well, where the hell is he?
Shouldn't you be
getting married right now?
Well, I'm to it is
a breach of protocol
for them to begin
without me.
Did you not get
my invitation?
Well, I'm not a big fan
of weddings.
I can tell
by the roar of the crowd
that you're still
a royal.
Well, mother's warming
to the idea.
You were right,
I got my happy ending.
Well, you had
a 50/50 chance.
I was rooting for you.
You know, you never
told me her name,
the woman who turned
your world upside down.
Her name was Katherine.
Would you tell me
what happened to her?
Enjoy your wedding day,
your highness.