This programme contains some scenes which some viewers may find upsetting.
You are holding our leader Michael Munro pending his extradition.
Our only demand is that you release him.
Until you do so, we will detonate a bomb every ten hours.
We are a stain on the planet and we will destroy it.
Munro gave that speech at Berkeley University. Ideology?
They believe humans as a species are out of control,
need to be culled.
.Why, where am I going? A village outside Oxford.
- You're familiar with the work of Steven Curtis? - We know you have been in contact with Shining Dawn leaders on the internet.
Is that a crime? Get everybody out!
'. .Three, two, one. . .
'Cut.'
Our next ten hours starts from now. They have to be lucky all the time.
We've got a mole. That's not certain. It was a head shot.
I fear we may have a security breech, Home Secretary. Who?
I'm back. Juliet, you're supposed to be in Washington.
It was felt I could help out. Felt? By whom?
You'll have my security restrictions removed
so I have the same authorities as Adam Carter?
The bomber bumps into a waitress.
If she can give us a face to go with the voice-print, then we're much closer to finding him.
I've picked up Natasha Scott. Where are you?
'. .Early. Most people won't have left for work.'
You're a dead man, Adam Carter. Do I look like my name's Adam Carter?
This won't happen again.
I won't let this happen again.
I'm an officer with the British security services.
I need to speak to your boss. You've made a big mistake, fellas.
I wouldn't want to be in your shoes when he finds out.
Get him on the phone,
he knows who I am.
Look for a bottle.
There's one there. It's plastic. So? So it has to smash.
Your mate isn't very loyal, is he.
He's buying time, which we don't have much of, so look for a bottle.
Right, I want you to help me. How?
Distract them briefly.
Draw them towards you so they're easier for me to hit. It's not going to happen.
You saw the bomb this morning. That's going to happen again. Tough. I don't want to die.
If you don't help me that man in there will die and a bomb will go off.
Please, we really don't have much time.
OK. Let's go, give me your lighter.
Oh, sorry. I was just looking for a party.
Wrong place. . .
Erm.
Adam.
Get the gun! Tash, get the gun! What am I supposed to do with this?
Give it to him.
Get up!
Painful?
Ahhh! God! God!
Not as much as that, though.
Time to do some talking.
I'm not afraid of death.
If that's true then you're a very unusual individual.
I won't say another word.
Is that right?
Where is it? Where's the bomb?
Where's the bomb?
You're grinning for the last time unless you tell me where it is. Where's the bomb?
Your friend seemed to think I was fooling around.
Let's see if you make the same mistake. Look down!
Look down. It's bad, isn't it,
what can happen to a human body.
But that's not nearly as bad as what happens when a bomb goes off.
So don't make the same mistake as your friend.
It's in a tower block. Where?
I, I don't know. Not good enough. Ah, ah, ah!
All I know is it's in East London.
That's all I know. I'm always sure somebody's lying when they say that.
Ah! Who's been giving you information about us? I don't know.
We were to come down here and wait for Adam Carter. Who gave you my name?
I don't know! I don't know!
This is your last warning.
I don't know. Please, please. . . Please?
You want me to show you pity
when you plant a bomb, in a block of flats, filled with sleeping people?
No! The Winchester Estate.
I swear I'm telling you the truth, please.
He just dropped him over the balcony. He didn't.
I need you to do several things for me.
Oh, really? Then what did I just see?
He kicked at my hand and broke loose.
He wanted to fall. Then why did you say you dropped him?
I wanted him to think I'd done it deliberately.
He wouldn't have fallen if you hadn't hung him over the balcony.
Maybe that's true.
But somewhere, there's a lot of people sleeping above a massive bomb.
If it was your family, wouldn't you have wanted me to take that risk, do anything to save them?
Tie him up. We'll come back for him later.
'Wondered when you might like a little chat.'
It's been a long time. Operation Omega. . .
'Or I might start remembering things about Operation Omega you'd rather didn't resurface.'
Thank you for agreeing to see me before the security meeting, Home Secretary.
Richard Boyd's on his way over, the others won't be long.
In the meantime, the Prime Minister's asked me to pass on
his congratulations for discovering the station bomb.
The clock's running down again.
And, erm, my people haven't slept all night.
The terrorists won't have done so either.
Hopefully, it will lead them to make mistakes. Hopefully.
Harry?
I have to offer my resignation.
What? Obviously I'd like you to hold it over until the operation is complete. What's going on?
I'm being blackmailed
over something that happened a long time ago.
An operation we ran during the Cold War. Blackmailed?
It's a long story.
During the 1970s, I was involved in a highly secret operation called Omega. . .
I know about Omega.
Terrorist atrocities were staged in Europe to encourage a harder line against left-wing groups?
Hmm, well it originated in American military intelligence but
I sanctioned an operation against a West German politician who was seen as being soft on communism.
Lives were lost and I covered it up.
But you had sanctioned it?
Yes, against orders I placed my faith in a rogue agent who proved to be. . .
highly unstable.
PHONE RINGS
Richard Boyd's outside. Would you show him through?
We'll discuss this at another time when we're not in the middle of a national emergency.
We can't stop this, can we?
Next one or the one after that. . .
Will go off. And each one we foil, the next will be bigger.
What's your government's view on this?
Sympathetic to your plight but we want Munro back and you can't give in to terrorist demands.
What about buying some time? Do a Pinochet on Munro and delay the extradition on health grounds?
Shining Dawn might buy it.
But quite certain my government wouldn't.
We can't tell you what to do, of course.
So we've nowhere to go.
We must find the people doing this or we're all finished.
You're going with him. Yeah, right.
Look at him.
Does he seem dangerous to you?
He'll look after you until we get back.
I'll break this to you as gently as possible. . .
You have no choice in this matter.
We must identify the man you saw at the station.
Welcome to the inner sanctum.
Let's grab some coffee and see if we can find our bomber.
'This morning the Prime Minister is expected to visit'
'the site of the bomb blast, and has already spoken of his deep outrage at the attack.
'Latest figures now put the death toll at 31.
'The police have issued a phone number. . .'
I'm, er, I'm worried about my cat.
I can't remember if I left him any water.
I'm sure you will have done.
But if I didn't, he'll be thirsty.
Cats are very inventive when it comes to getting what they need.
MOBILE PHONE RINGS
OK.
They're going to transfer us to Thames House later.
They may want you to speak to Munro.
Why?
To ask him to appeal to his supporters to stop this madness.
You must be getting desperate.
Back-up teams are joining you at the Estate.
Bomb disposal unit is disguised as the gas board.
You're investigating a suspected leak. Good.
OK, there are 90 flats in each tower and we're assuming
at this time of night there is around 200 people in each of them.
Each of them? Erm. . .yeah, and here's the bad news.
There are five towers.
Shelley, Keats, Wordsworth, Shakespeare and Blake.
There's five? Correct.
Emergency services, ETA, five minutes.
Where do we start? Let's split up.
Here's the disposal team. They'll have the sniffer dogs.
Have a look in there, you two with me.
I'm in Wordsworth.
Take that block. . .there. OK, we're on it.
Ah, stinks in here.
Probably rats.
Or worse, pigeons.
It's my Room 101, being trapped in a confined space with a bird. Always quite enjoyed it.
Where are you?
Keats. You?
Shelley.
It's clear.
They must have put the explosives on the ground floor.
It has to be in one of these somewhere.
Unless he was lying. He wasn't.
We need to evacuate the whole estate.
We got 30 minutes left. It'd be chaos. If there's a bomb here, we need to find it and defuse it.
.Yes! Wordsworth. Right, start evacuating that block.
The bomb this morning. . . was it the Muslims?
Er, yesterday, actually.
No, it's, er, about a man that we have to extradite.
But his people have other ideas.
So they're going to go on planting bombs unless you release him?
That's right. Well, you can't stop them forever.
I mean, another one's bound to go off soon.
So we have to catch the people who are doing it.
'We are about to be enslaved. . .'
by technology and genetic engineering.
We matter only insofar as we consume.
We are a stain on the planet.
and we will destroy it.
Or release the bloke that they want. We won't do that. Why?
Because we don't do deals with terrorists.
We are a stain on the planet
and we will destroy it. . .
destroy it. . .along with all the species that inhabit it unless humans are dramatically culled.
Does anyone know what's going on?
They found it. They won't find the next one.
Even if they do, I'll make sure they can't defuse it.
It's defused.
Yeah, OK. We're done here anyway.
Harry wants us to pick up Ruth and Curtis.
Appreciate the ride.
I get the impression you're not a huge fan of your government.
No comment, of course.
And the rest of your team?
Do you know how they call some of the crazies in the administration Vulcans?
Let's just say some of my boys have really pointy ears.
Think the 101st Airborne should be saddling up to liberate Teheran and Damascus.
That's an agenda well-served by terrorist bombs. Right.
Like the most powerful nation on Earth needs an excuse to kick some ass.
We've got a mole.
Yeah, I know. So?
So you know Colin's been doing all that work on technology and clothing?
We had an extra tracking device sewn into the lining of your jacket.
My jacket.
Clever. Right. Because I'm a suspect?
I never thought you were a mole, Zaf.
even when you were babbling on about doing a deal with them.
Babbling?
Yeah, babbling.
'Ruth, this is your early morning wake-up call.
'Curtis has gone walkabout.
'Golf six, Curtis is leaving the safe house.
'Stop him and send him back inside.'
'Copy that, alpha three. The nutty professor's going nowhere.'
Professor Curtis? I'm going home. You need to come back.
You're not dragging me to some place where I might disappear without trace.
I know what you people are capable of.
Wait! It's OK.
I'll take him back. You can't force me.
You're up against the British state.
Who do you think's going to win this particular battle?
It's fine.
Homo-sapiens in all its glory.
Yes, we're a horrible blip in the process
of natural selection and hopefully the spirit of Gaia will come down very hard on the swinish multitude.
Listen, I had someone go and make sure the cat had water.
It's fine.
GUNSHOTS
I want to ensure that there is sufficient explosive to blow the back off the entire building.
These are the areas which will make evacuation difficult and this is what would really hurt them.
It's directly above the basement so should take the full force of the explosion.
So how do you get a job in this place?
These days you can just apply.
Look at the website. Is that what you did?
No, I was recruited. Most of my colleagues were.
Because you've got a brain-shaped head.
That's why I never go undercover.
It would stand out too much.
What about you? Gadgetry. Ah, show me something.
We can't. Go on.
Who am I gonna tell?
Well, the jacket can't hurt?
OK, put this on.
Now turn the collar button clockwise.
That alerts me that you're live and I can follow you from any computer terminal.
So? Say something.
What? Tell us a joke.
There's this bloke who wants to join the foreign. . .legion.
That's amazing.
The Americans aren't as advanced as we are on this.
The tiny microphones are literally stitched into the fabric,
undetectable to ordinary security.
The central problematic was adjusting the frequency range of
the modulating code so it could deal with the capacity of the micro-processing unit.
You done? She's done very well.
Great. Send me that image I want to cross-match it with some faces.
Er, I'm not sure. Shouldn't we wait for Harry and Adam?
Before he went to his meeting with the Home Secretary, Harry gave me level one clearance, all right.
So just send me the image of the bomber, thanks.
The team is shattered. I'm going to have some camp-beds put down and start a sleep rota. Good idea.
We've had luck as well as hard work, and the luck can't hold out forever.
And when they've finished counting more bodies, the Home Secretary will be the first to resign.
I wouldn't normally shed a tear for a politician
but he's the first decent one we've had in some time.
We have to uncover the mole or we're never gonna find the bombs.
And, given the attacks on every member of our team so far,
we're gonna lose someone.
You wanted to see me?
It was you that called over the tip-off about going over to the warehouse?
Yeah, is something wrong? No, no.
Who instructed you to call me? Juliet Shaw.
We can't let this continue.
Who are you working for?
Are you completely insane?
You're a traitor. You tried to lure me to the warehouse so they could kill me.
I just passed on a tip given to me by Special Branch.
Who in Special Branch? I don't know. You tried to blackmail me.
You wanted to raise your clearance so you could continue to sabotage our operation.
Oh, come on, Harry, it's not like you've never used dirty tricks to get where you are.
It was professional competition between two people with more secrets than that in their past.
Oh, or didn't he tell you that?
He mentioned lapses in judgement.
Just tell us who the bomber is and where they'll strike next
and we might be able to cut you a deal.
Better than the deal I already have?
You couldn't possibly match it. What's your deal?
Well, this bombing offensive is part of a carefully coordinated military-industrial
Zionist corporate conspiracy designed to terrify the public and persuade them the need to invade.
Well. . .pick any Middle East country of your choice.
And the deal is that I'll be rewarded by being made head of a large multinational.
Oh, for Christ's sake. . .
any simpleton with a politics A-level could have come up with that one.
Do you honestly think I could be part of a plot to bomb my own country, Harry? Do you honestly think that?
I don't know what your motives are.
But you can't blackmail me any more. I've told the Home Secretary everything and I've resigned.
Resigned? Oh, Harry. . .
So brilliant in so many ways
and yet. . .do you really think that's what I wanted?
We don't have time for these games.
Somewhere, another bomb is being planted.
Just tell us who the bomber is.
All right.
I was going to tell you.
The bomber is a man named Owen Forster.
And that conclusion is based on the image produced by
the waitress you dragged in here and by spending the entire night
going back through records and doing the kind of legwork that should have been done by more junior staff.
And you call me a traitor again at your considerable peril, Mr Carter.
We cross-matched the image Natasha Scott produced,
to this one.
Owen Forster. He started life in animal liberation.
He didn't care that much for the cause, became obsessed with planting bombs.
He's like one of those Nazis who calculated people-to-cattle truck ratio.
Anyway, he bailed to the States when we got too close to him. Where he met Munro? Aha!
Shining Dawn is the perfect vehicle for him given their emphasis on civilian casualties.
'The Americans pulled Forster in,'
just before the bombing campaign started over there.
But he was released because astonishingly,
he wasn't considered to be a serious threat by the interrogating officer.
You want to know something interesting?
Go on.
That very same officer is currently helping us with our own investigations.
I got you in for this job because I trusted you.
I've never let you down before.
Still, to err is human, to forgive divine.
Curtis will not remember you from seeing you for a second. Could be right, Joe, could be right.
I still need to know where they've taken him now.
I'll deal with it when you get me the new address.
Sorry to hear about the French girl, you knew her from back home?
She's gone.
See, what I was hoping to achieve in employing you for this one quite simple mission
was reducing the number of people able to link me to Shining Dawn.
You'd agree that's a reasonable course of action, right?
Sure. Good.
Thought you'd understand.
You know, I just have to make a phone call, so you guys go on ahead.
I've just seen somebody. Sorry?
A man I'd seen before.
You've seen someone in the building who you also saw when you met Munro?
I think so.
Well, how can you be sure? I'm not. But I do have an excellent memory.
He was wearing a suit
and he didn't say anything.
If you're right then he'd certainly want you dead.
You could ID him. Munro would never have approved my murder.
That's academic now, because someone has tried to kill you twice.
How do I know what he's doing here?
I don't know who to believe any more. I don't want anything more to do with this.
You wrote the books from which Shining Dawn drew their inspiration.
Time for you to take some responsibility.
Come on, we'll go back and look for him.
Adam, it's Ruth. It sounds weird Professor Curtis thinks he's just seen somebody
in the building he recognises. Somebody from Shining Dawn.
Is this the man you saw at your meeting with Munro?
Well, it's terribly hard to say.
It's not as if we were actually introduced.
Where's your excellent memory gone?
Professor Curtis.
You've had the luxury of working with my colleague for the last 24 hours.
She's even sent people back to check your cat had sufficient water,
overruling my suggestion we introduced its tail to a plug socket.
Think very carefully about your next answer.
Yes, that's him.
Let's find him.
He's still in the building. We're picking up the chip in his visitor's pass.
Should be coming through the pods now.
Where's Richard Boyd? Gone to make a phone call.
Are you my driver?
That's right. Let's go.
You're one of the Americans. How comes you're driving me? Don't ask questions, hurry up.
I've spent the entire night helping you guys out. I'm knackered
and I'm pissed off. I'm not having you talking to me like that.
I'm sorry, honey. Guess we're all a little tired, what with everything going on.
So we're going straight to Kentish Town then, yeah?
That's right, Kentish Town.
Car park's this way.
He's in the building, we just have to find him.
Gremlins! It keeps turning itself on for no reason.
Tash probably wants another coffee.
Yeah, we'd better just check. Colin, I need to get into the armoury.
I don't live in Kentish Town, by the way. Just keep walking and you won't get hurt.
You haven't got a gun.
Believe me, I won't need one. Use your pass.
Adam, he's got Tash! Stay on him.
They can hear us. Everything we say.
What? There's mikes in this jacket, stitched in.
Even you guys don't have this technology.
The frequency code wouldn't modulate so they had to recharge the microprocessor.
This button controls it all.
I activated it earlier when we left because I knew that you weren't a driver.
Stairway, going down.
You've got balls, I'll give you that.
Where are they, Colin? Hang on. Now moving down a floor.
He's on stairway eight, repeat stairway eight, going down.
Where are they, Colin? Cleaner's cupboard. . .
Behind the stairs.
We've got Tash but Boyd's gone.
He took my pass. It's all right. Colin, where's Tash's pass showing? Stairway. . .nine now.
Going up.
He's exited on floor. . .six.
Moving down corridor L.
Sorry.
Where is he? He's right in front of you.
Stop! We need to see your passes!
Who's Natasha Scott? What's your name? Eddie Gaskell. Colin, he's switched again.
Inform security to close all exits. Where's. . .
Eddie Gaskell showing? Stairway. Five.
Stay there. Heading down.
He's trying to fool us again, this guy spent 20 years in the CIA, so he knows all the tricks.
First. Adam, he's headed for the basement.
Let's split up.
Think you can get the gun and still hold onto me? I don't need the gun.
Get me to the car park or I'll snap your neck faster than you can blink.
Faster than a bullet, Mr Boyd?
Codeword is unicorn.
Shining Dawn communique number three.
You've won a few small battles but not the war.
The next bomb is being prepared and will be impossible to defuse without a code.
Give us Munro and we will give you that code, leave you alone and return to America.
Failure to do so will result in massive casualties. We'll never find this bomb.
But now we have Boyd we can use him to get the bombers. Don't speak too soon.
What's going on? Posse of Americans are screaming diplomatic crisis.
It's just bluster. They're embarrassed about one of their guys being the mole.
Well, I do enjoy a good bluster with the Americans.
Get me the Home Secretary.
Secure a line.
We're ready.
Boyd told me they have a witness who saw us at the station yesterday.
She worked in the cafe and can identify me.
I want you to find out where she lives.
I can go home? Yeah, but we'll need to talk to you again.
And you'll have to give evidence.
Oh, you don't want much. It's not me asking.
This is for your country. What's the country ever done for me?
Educated you. Provided you with opportunities to find employment.
Offered financial assistance if you can't.
Ensured you were clothed, housed and fed.
Protected rather than persecuted you and allowed you to choose your own government.
You're one of the luckier citizens of this planet. Where did they get this one from?
Actually I get paid a minimum wage, lectured on binge-drinking, bombarded with bills and final
demands, won't fix the tube so I can't get to work in time, lies about what's going on in the world
and treats me like shit unless it thinks it can get something out of me. OK, deuce, deuce.
Go home and get some rest.
Yes, thank you, Natasha. Yeah, thanks.
Ah-ha, our distinguished guests have arrived.
I think we should bring her in on this.
She's good with the Americans.
You have to give us Boyd. He's a traitor. We'll look into it.
He has given information to Shining Dawn that threatens my officers' lives.
There'll be a full investigation but we're conceding nothing.
We want Boyd back. He's our problem. He's our solution.
Through him we can get to Shining Dawn and capture Forster.
You can't seriously expect us to hand over our most senior. . .
Commercial Liaison Officer, when your evidence is largely circumstantial.
Attacking my officers? He assures me that was a misunderstanding.
You know that Boyd's a traitor but you don't want to give him to us
because you know he'll demand a deal in return.
Maybe you're right. But he's our traitor.
Why should we give him up to you?
Because at 3.30 today, a bomb will go off somewhere in London killing hundreds of innocent people.
Some while ago I seem to remember a talk about us standing shoulder to shoulder.
About friends through the good times as well as the bad.
But one-sided friendships do tend to fall apart.
OK, I'll walk you up.
I think I'll be OK now. Cup of tea? No. . .
GUNSHOT
Hope this conspiracy bullshit is over, Alex. I just need to explain. . .
I'm assuming you can still contact Owen Forster?
You'll call him and say that you have to meet him face to face. Oh, yeah? And why would I do that?
Because you know what happens to a man when he has his eyelids taped open
and he's kept awake for a month?
Why did you do this, Richard? You're an intelligent man.
The one thing my humanity has given me
is an awareness of the nightmare my species has become.
You believe. . . That human history is almost at an end?
That we will be cloned and turned into slaves?
That technology will be used to oppress
rather than liberate us?
That we are a stain on this planet and unless our numbers are drastically culled we will destroy it
and all the species that currently inhabit it?
You tell me the part of the story that isn't true.
The part that says you can blow up anyone who disagrees with you.
I've prepared some exit passports for Forster and his team.
I can arrange to give them to him personally
but only if I have a deal.
That's not up to us.
'Delta One, Two, Three, Four in position.
'Standing by.
'Suspect's approaching.
'Copy that. Maintain position.'
Hold your fire. We have to keep Forster alive to find the next bomb.
It was a mistake to try and take revenge for Delphine. She was. . .
important to me. It lost us the tower block bomb which would have kept us in the driving seat.
We'd have been OK if your people had done their jobs properly.
The next one'll have them reeling.
Where is it?
A hospital.
With a little last-minute surprise attached.
Colin, warn all major hospitals. Start nearest the estate where we found today's bomb.
No-one's to fire without my command.
You got the passports?
When are you thinking of taking off exactly? You don't need to know that. Just give me the passports.
Hold your fire. What the hell is going on? It wasn't one of ours, sir.
It was an unknown shooter.
Must have been the Americans.
It would seem Boyd's deal with his superiors has just fallen through.
The Royal Eastern is the nearest hospital to the tower block where we found this morning's bomb.
Zaf. I'll take the basement, you go upstairs and get ready to start an evacuation
but only on my command, all right?
You want to interrogate Owen Forster? I'd love to.
Have you found the bomb yet?
We will do. Let us go and you can have the code.
The more time you keep me here, the more time you waste.
So you can go and plant more bombs?
We won't do that. But we could make things more comfortable for you.
I'm not interested in comfort.
I don't think you've experienced real discomfort yet.
OK, I've got the device. Zaf, evacuate section by section.
There's an evacuation in the entire building, you got five minutes.
Start here, get everyone out.
Be warned, there's enough explosives here to take out the entire building.
He said if you release me it'll countdown twice as fast.
But you can have the code if you release his leader.
You've got to let me go now.
There's 25 minutes left on the timer. It will take at least that to evacuate the hospital. So?
We have to get as many people out of here as possible. This isn't fair. You chose this job, you chose.
I just went to work yesterday and got caught up in all of this. This isn't fair.
When the evacuation's done, I'll get you out.
Walk, walk!
Do not run! Do not run!
CHILDREN CRY
Find your witness, did you?
They'll get the code, won't they?
Malcolm and Colin are good at all that code stuff.
Yeah, yeah, of course they will. Especially as it's you.
Say something.
That girl we saw earlier is going to die if you don't.
Did I ever speak to you online?
We spoke.
I was never interested in you and Munro showing off how knowledgeable you were.
No mistaking your nationality!
Good old English contempt for ideas.
SHOUTING AND SCREAMING
Zaf. . .
Where's Adam? He's still in there, he won't leave the girl.
Ruth, they can't disarm the bomb. We need that code.
Munro was Typhon. . .
.and you'd have used the handle. . .
Kronos.
Am I correct? Who's Kronos?
Son of Gaia, the earth mother.
He violently defended his mother by cutting off the genitals from her assailant.
Shining Dawn believe that they are agents for the spirit of Gaia.
You think Kronos might be the code he uses?
Adam, try this word - Kronos. Spell it for me.
K-R-
O-N-
O-S.
It's not Kronos, that's not it.
It's not the code.
Adam. . .you can't stop it, there's no point in you both dying.
Don't leave me. You said you wouldn't leave me here.
You're leaving me to die on my own.
I don't want this, I don't want to die, please help me.
Adam. . . Adam. . .
Zaf, come in.
That's almost everyone out. We need to do a final sweep.
You have to get out. Go and find Adam now.
Adam.
Adam!
Adam, we're done. We need to clear out.
I'm going to release the girl. Harry's orders. It's too tight.
I'll come with you. No. . . I'm faster than you. And you're faster than her so it makes no odds.
Go.
I'm going to disconnect you. You have to run really fast. If you're not out in time,
I'll shout and you get yourself under a door frame or something. All right? Yeah.
You ready?
What is it?
It's accelerating too fast.
If I disconnect you now we won't get out.
It's not enough time. You can still get out.
I'm not leaving anyone behind.
Not this time.
Be brave for me.
I remember now.
I tended not to pay much attention to what you had to say,
because of your place in the hierarchy, I suppose.
Munro was Typhon 1.
And you. . .
were Kronos 2.
Adam! It's an alphanumeric code.
Try 2 for the missing character.
Try Kronos 2.
You still there, Juliet?
SHE LAUGHS
Where's Harry?
The Home Office. There's talk of Juliet being promoted to National Security Coordinator.
Oh, God, run for cover, you faint-hearted liberals.
And Ruth's just taken Curtis back to the University of Despair.
Maybe this will have changed him. They won't recognise his sunny disposition in the Faculty of Gloom!
Stranger things have happened.
When Harry gets back, I was going to have a word with him about making your stay here more permanent.
You all right with that?
I've been shot at, tied up, accused of being a traitor.
If you promise me a desk next to Ruth, I might just think about it.
The Prime Minister would like to see you in a moment, Harry.
I judged it opportune not to mention the resignation issue.
I can tell you that Michael Munro
has just been handed over to the Americans.
He won't be seeing many more dawns, shining or otherwise.
And Owen Forster?
Will be tried here first. This won't be forgotten.
I'm a politician, so it's the nature of my job that one day somebody else will sit in this chair.
Not for a while, I hope.
When they do, I'd like to think you'll still be here.
Erm, the Prime Minister
is minded to make Juliet the new National Security Coordinator.
Do you have a view on that?
She's a ruthless, untrustworthy, right-wing crazy who'll stop at nothing. Hmm, I got that impression.
Rather a terrifying stare also.
Hmm, that can be quite useful sometimes.
I would have no objections to the appointment.
Hi. Hi. . .
I just wanted to make sure you were OK.
Well, I'm feeling better than you look.
So, what's next for Mad Dog?
Think I'll call Mrs Mad Dog. We work together usually and I want her back.
Well, who could refuse the prospect of working with you?
You may mock, Natasha, but she can't. That's why we get on so well. Lucky woman.
I'm never gonna see you again, am I?
Will you say goodbye to Malcolm and Colin for me?
Sure.
RADIO: You've been very outspoken about yesterday's events, particularly in regards
to the role of the security services, but isn't it too early to be pointing fingers?
No, it's not.
In order to prevent this happening again we have to ask questions now.
When that bomb exploded, the security services failed us,
people died. MI5 are simply not doing enough and this Government. . . SWITCHES RADIO OFF
DISTANT SIREN WAILS
Save your fear.
If he wins. . . He won't win.
The last infiltrator we uncovered hasn't been seen in a while.
They're only using the democratic process to destroy it. I will win!
Harry, Samson seems to be riding very high. Then the fall will be even more painful.
I am the voice of every frightened. . . APPLAUSE
.disillusioned. . .
.and angry person in Britain.
Someone's gonna pay.
FAINT APPLAUSE, THEN GUNSHOT
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