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Adam!

Hello, sleepy head.

♪ He's crazy ♪

You've got odd socks on.

♪ Yeah, he's crazy about ♪

Have you chased the FCO

about the cheque for Wes's school fees?

Yes!

Have you chased the FCO about the-

No, I haven't, no.

What happens when he gets chucked out?

Well, he'll just have to go to the local comp

like any other kid.

How you getting on with Danny?

Good. I love working with him.

Ruth come up with any more internet chatter?

What are you gonna get me for my birthday?

Don't worry, I've kept the receipt.

I bet you wish you'd kept the receipt for me sometimes.

Never.

You wouldn't swap me for another girl?

I wouldn't swap you for the whole world.

Is the right answer!

Hey!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

The raid on the house in Dollis Hill turned up

maps of the Tube and information on Sarin.

We think a North African group might be involved.

The Moroccan agent your end, Butterfly?

I'll talk to him again.

Get me a result.

Adam, a word?

How are Special Branch coping with the Iraqis

and Americans coming to town this week?

They seem to have everything nailed down.

It's more than possible that any terrorist attack

will be timed to coincide with the visit.

Which would certainly be unfortunate timing.

Another bomb in Basra today, 70 dead,

including a bus full of school children.

They work well together.

Good. Let's hope Butterfly gives her something useful.

Latest intel from Butterfly.

Rumors of a big London liaison meeting soon

between some North African characters

we might be interested in.

Good, find out when and where. Work with Danny on it.

Okay.

So what are you getting Fiona for her birthday?

Sorry, Ruth.

What?

You might be her mole, and even if you weren't,

telling you would only put you in danger.

Fiona takes her birthdays very seriously.

Chocolates, might be the answer.

Nice ones of course,

get Sam to nip across to that Belgian shop.

Yeah, that's, that's not a bad idea, Harry.

Just don't say anything, he's still in earshot.

Shalom aleichem.

Aleichem shalom.

Count it. It's what you deserve for helping us.

MI5 will have to change your agent name

from Butterfly to Traitor.

They may have paid you a lot of money,

but I think this is a more appropriate reward.

Get rid of him.

Happy birthday.

Oh, yeah, it's my birthday, isn't it?

Adam!

It's from Damascus.

Is it from the souk we used to go to?

How did you get it?

With great difficulty.

It's beautiful.

According to Butterfly,

the meeting is scheduled for this evening,

but the house should be empty until at least 12,

which gives us, um, an hour, max.

Bloody hell, that was quick.

One of my many talents.

I'll take the upstairs.

I'm entering the kitchen.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

How's it going with you?

This is definitely a logistical safe house, Danny.

Why, what have you found?

A ton of credit cards and passports.

How's it going in the kitchen?

Danny?

What do you want?

Have you been watching the news recently?

Hospital wards filled with burned children,

your soldiers smashing into houses,

humiliating my people.

Thousands of my countrymen tortured and killed.

You have brought chaos and anarchy to Iraq.

Today we will hold you to account.

We?

It is you who decided that the War on Terror

involved invading my country, okay,

so we are all Al Quaeda now.

You're not gonna get very far.

Really?

Look, um, we can sort something out.

To be honest, we've already cracked your attack cell,

we know exactly what you're planning to do, so it's over.

How do you know?

We found the house with the maps of the Tube

in Dollis Hill.

You found out about that, how?

You must have an informer in your ranks.

Don't make matters worse by interfering

with two officers of the British security services.

We can negotiate safe passage for you

to somewhere like Sudan in return for our release.

That sounds promising.

You ran an agent named Butterfly, I believe?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

You want to offer me a new deal?

Read.

What is this?

This is no time for games.

Read it or I will cut his throat.

"My name's Fiona Carter.

I work as a British spy and I am being held

by a group of fighters who will avenge the blood

spilled in Iraq by America and its allies.

Tonight, the Prime Minister will give a speech

outlining his continuing commitment

to the presence of British troops in Iraq.

Unless he uses the speech to signal

their immediate withdrawal from the south of the country,

I'll be burned alive together with my spy colleague.

Let this be a warning that we can take hostages

wherever we choose."

You read those words with no emotion.

They're not my words.

Every single person involved in this operation

has lost somebody, family member, friend,

a husband or a wife.

That man over there,

he could cut both your throats very easily.

And inside, you still think you are the civilized ones?

Maybe it's because we couldn't

cut anyone's throat very easily.

No, you would just send a laser-guided bomb

into a wedding party.

We will bring you food and water.

If you do as I say, then we will not humiliate you

as you do your own captives.

Mr. Younis!

Mr. Carter!

What have you been up to?

Oh, you know, exploring my identity crisis.

Asian or British, British or Asian? It's tearing me apart.

You called me in because of the Dollis Hill raid

and the North Africa connections?

Yes.

And you wanted my assessment of the risks?

Well, it's real.

The Group of Islamic Combatants has roots here in London.

Could they be planning something here?

Of course, but there are things that puzzle me,

not least the Sarin stuff.

The standard MO of groups like the GIC is Goma 2 explosive,

as in the Madrid train blasts.

Now, there are other more amorphous Moroccan radical groups,

but I can't see any of them being over here

messing about with Sarin. - Anything else?

None of the contacts check out

and leaving them behind is ridiculously sloppy.

Can you stay with us for a while on this one?

Well, if you can clear it with my boss,

I'd love a change of air. - Giles Hanley?

I've got enough on him to take his house

and his car as well if I choose.

Go and see Sam, she'll sort you out.

With a desk!

Cool.

You're going to make another phone call.

To whom?

To your husband.

And say what?

You'll arrange to meet him in a place that I tell you.

Lure my husband into a trap? That's not gonna happen.

I thought you might say that.

You know who this is, of course?

St. Joseph's School.

I can call the person sitting outside right now.

You're offering me the choice

between my husband and my son?

That's exactly the choice I'm offering.

- Well, you can go and- - Do it.

Adam would understand.

Wait.

I'm assuming you are good at your job.

Today you have to be very good.

The smallest tremor in your voice,

the slightest suggestion that all is not well,

and it will all be over.

For everybody.

You'll meet him here.

Darling, it's me.

Hey, birthday girl, how's it going?

Listen, lovely, I need to meet up with you.

It's really important.

Can't you tell me over the phone?

Don't you remember the rule for birthdays?

Okay, okay, I know,

I have to do everything you want today.

So can you meet me?

Yeah, I can do that, where?

The NFT Cafe on the South Bank.

Soon as you can.

Sure, but you'll have to give me about an hour, okay.

How's Danny?

He's fine.

Okay, excellent. I'll see you in a bit.

Threatening kids? You've got real class.

The track record of the West, when it comes

to killing children being excellent, of course.

Sorry, I forget, the lives of Arab children

are worth far less.

That's never our desired goal

and we do everything possible to avoid it.

Their families will be relieved to hear that.

Cuff from the front, please, so I can give us water.

I'm sorry, that seat's taken.

You must do everything that I say.

If you make a single false move,

your wife and the other MI5 agent will die instantly.

Adam Carter?

I am sitting here with your wife and the other MI5 officer.

Who are you? What do you want?

All you have to do is stay with my colleague,

she will give you all your instructions.

Be warned that she is equipped with an alarm,

that, if triggered, will mean

I will kill both of my hostages.

Equally, I receive regular messages from her,

should I not hear them, I shall kill the hostages.

Is that clear?

Listen, I won't waste time trying to flannel you,

just tell me what your demands are

and we can see what we can sort out, yeah?

My only demand is that you stay with my colleague

and do exactly as she says, if you do that,

then your wife and the other officer

will stay alive for a little longer.

Let me talk to her.

Say your name.

Butterfly was a decoy.

Ah!

That noise you just heard was the sound

of my gun handle connecting with your wife's face.

Although your bargaining position is very weak, Mr. Carter,

you still have choices.

You can, for example, make the death of the hostages

less agonizing than being burned alive.

Do you understand, Mr. Carter?

I understand.

Good, we understand each other, that's a promising start.

Take out everything in your pockets,

keys, cash, wallet, everything and place them on the paper.

And the mobile.

I have to call in a status report

or they'll start looking for me.

Okay, call in.

Put it on speakerphone, so I can hear everything.

Ruth, it's Adam.

Go ahead.

Listen, everything's fine.

I've just been in touch with Danny and Fiona

and we're following a lead at the call center,

so I need you to cancel my meeting with Harry.

Okay.

By the way, you never told me

what you bought Fiona for her birthday.

I got her the Belgian chocolates just as you suggested.

I'm sorry?

Yeah, it seems your suggestion was the best in the end.

You got her chocolates?

That's right, you talked me into it.

Fiona loved them, just like you said she would.

Right. Okay, well, I hope she appreciates them.

Speak to you later.

How long do we have to stay here for?

Until I say so.

You approve of that, do you?

Hitting a woman.

Threatening to burn her alive?

How would you have felt if that was a member of your family?

My family were killed by American bombs in Iraq.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Save your sympathy.

Something's wrong.

- How do you know? - You knocked.

It's Adam.

What's the matter?

He just called and canceled the meeting with you,

because he says he's with Danny and Fiona.

Well, it's just a routine briefing, it can wait.

Yes, but he-

But what?

He said that he'd bought Fiona

chocolates for her birthday, as I suggested.

I thought that was my suggestion.

Exactly, and...

Well, he's probably just mixed up.

Harry, I talked to Adam, there is no way in this world

he was going to buy Fiona chocolates for her birthday,

no matter who suggested it,

not that there's anything wr-wrong with-with chocolates

as a birthday present, of course.

He just wasn't going to do it.

Look, ask him about it when he comes in.

Harry.

Please take me seriously on this.

Something's wrong.

Red-flash the entire team and bring them all in.

We'll find out what's going on here.

But if they're sitting in that meeting room in 20 minutes

and we've jeopardized an important operation,

then I take back what I said about GCHQ.

We move to another location soon.

Waiting for instructions?

I guess we're all just puppets in the end, aren't we?

Shut up.

Nothing?

Adam's phone call was made from the South Bank.

Can't get in touch with Danny and Fiona.

Pulled up all the CCTV footage around the area

at the exact time that Adam called.

Who's the girl? And where are Danny and Fiona?

We have to assume that he's being held there under duress,

otherwise he would've been able to say what he's doing.

No sign that she's got a weapon of any type.

We need to talk to him without her getting wind of it.

Kind of tricky, when she's sitting right opposite him.

I've got an idea, but we need to act very fast

before she moves him.

I'm not sure that you are-

It's my unique selling point, Mr. Pearce.

Young Asian males don't often work

for the security services.

Call me Harry.

Did they take away your lock-pick?

Sadly, yes.

It's just that an escape attempt when we're both shackled

starts us off at some disadvantage.

Yes,

but I wasn't exaggerating when I said

I had a talent for this.

Where are we going?

You don't ask the questions.

Hello, sir, you look like you're having a good day

with your beautiful wife?

Go away, mate, we're not interested.

Oh, come on, come on, it's just a few seconds.

Look, here's a free sample for you.

Should make you a little sweeter for her, huh?

Not that your lovely lady needs it.

They're really very straightforward questions.

I really haven't got the time right now.

How much do you know about the homeless?

I haven't got time for this.

- Adam, what's going on? - Don't know.

Where are Danny and Fiona?

I can't answer that question either.

We're gonna have to bring the girl in, Adam.

Then they'll kill Danny and Fiona for sure.

This isn't what we thought. - I'm gonna get pressure

to bring her in for interrogation.

I'd definitely not be receptive to a strategy like that.

There's a tracking device in the packet of sweets

you were given, we can also hear the conversations

you're having with the girl.

Now get us some information that's useful

and remember, you haven't got unlimited time on this.

Look, I haven't got the time or the patience for this.

Just go away and leave us alone!

We're going to a hotel for a while.

We'll sign in as man and wife.

How ironic.

You said earlier we weren't the only ones

who can gather intelligence.

We've been watching you for a while.

And listening?

I'm not under interrogation.

One more word and I'll have the two hostages killed.

When that happens, I'll not only be useless to you,

I'll kill you with my bare hands.

So you see, we're all alike in the end.

Thought you said you were good at this?

Come on, this is my party trick.

Ready?

Guard!

She's being sick!

Look, can someone help us, please!

Guard!

She's being sick, I think it was the blow to the head.

Please, can you help her?

Please?

Uh!

Uh!

We need his phone, we need his phone.

Let's go.

Ruth, get a trace on this call.

Ah!

Argh!

Find the phone!

It's dead.

They must have found the mobile.

Damn it!

What have we got, roughly?

An area of about five square miles near Virginia Water.

Check out all recent lettings in the area.

Talk to the local police. Not now, Sam.

It was left at a police station in Surrey.

"My name's Fiona Carter.

I work as a British spy and I'm being held

by a group of fighters who will avenge the blood

spilled in Iraq by America and its allies."

Get me the Security and Intelligence Co-ordinator.

"Speech outlining his continuing commitment

to the presence of British troops in Iraq.

Unless he uses this speech to signal

their immediate withdrawal from the south of the country,

I will be burned alive together with my spy colleague.

Let this be a warning that we can take hostages

anywhere we choose."

Well, obviously we're not giving in to the demand

to announce the withdrawal of troops.

Surely we should pull the PM out of tonight's ceremonies?

That gets us what, exactly?

Time. It looks like a concession.

A concession would send all the wrong signals.

This speech is very important.

As are the lives of my two officers.

We don't allow terrorists

to change government policy, Harry.

I want you to get Adam Carter

to bring the girl holding him in for interrogation.

Absolutely not, he's buying us

both time and useful information.

Besides, they'd execute the hostages immediately.

If Iraqi resistance is spreading to these shores,

that girl is a crucial source of information.

But we must protect my officers.

They're not civilians, Harry.

I'm sorry to say this,

but it does make the moral dilemma somewhat less acute.

Of course, we'll do everything we can.

They're gonna kill us.

At least we're together, Dan.

You speak really good English.

My father was an English teacher.

My sister wanted to be a singer.

My little brother liked English football.

He had a stammer.

But Arab lives, they mean nothing to you

unless it's a number to throw about

to win a political argument.

My brother's got a stammer.

His name's Robert, we call him Ro-Ro,

because that's how he always started saying his name,

Ro-Ro-Robert.

You're very calm, given the circumstances.

Well, they do give us training.

Like with the story I just told you about my brother.

It's true, but I was using it

to build some common ground between us.

You've just ruined it by telling me that.

I guessed you'd be clever enough to realize that anyway.

And now you try flattery.

You're good.

I can see I'm gonna have to work on my technique.

Don't bother.

Your wife and the other hostage

tried to escape, they killed a guard.

As a result of that, one of them is going to be executed,

and you have to choose which one.

Sam, get Harry!

I won't do that.

You can save your wife.

They'll phone back in a few minutes

to ask for your decision.

He won't make that choice.

We've got to do something, we have to do something, Harry.

Please don't do this.

I don't give the orders, I can't do anything.

You can, just tell me where they're being held.

Adam's stalling, he's trying to work on the girl.

My choices were made for me a long time ago.

I'm not talking about politics now,

I'm talking about people.

When you take a life, it's not just-

I can't stop it now anyway.

You can save your wife.

I can help you.

We can offer you terms, a new life.

Adam?

I love you.

He only has to say one name.

You don't have to say anything.

Don't listen to this psychopath.

Choose!

You will never win.

If I'd been born somewhere else,

it might have been me holding the gun now.

If you'd been born somewhere else,

it might have been you sitting where I am.

For all your talk about choices,

we don't get to choose those things.

But I guess,

you're just unlucky,

because somehow you've lost your humanity

and now have no kindness

or pity left in you.

But I still have those things.

Acts of hatred also produce acts of love,

so you,

my friend,

will never win.

I'm unlucky?

Danny, no, please don't do it.

Danny, please don't do this.

If I weren't chained to this chair,

I would be right up in your face

and you know what I'd be saying to you?

Fuck you, you death-worshiping fascist!

And you know what my answer would be?

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh oh ♪

Danny.

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh oh ♪

And you know what my answer would be?

I'm sorry.

God, I'm so sorry!

Adam?

What's happening?

Adam, try and talk to me.

What happened?

Danny.

No, it's not true. Maybe it was a mock execution.

Ruth, you've got to help me. Tell me about the girl.

I'm still in trouble here and so is Fiona.

Come on, Ruth!

Adam, there's no more information on her.

Adam! Adam!

What are you doing in there?

This is a tracking device.

MI5 know where we are.

How?

Because I'm bloody good at my job.

Now I can be good for you.

I don't care about anything but saving my wife.

Give the device to me.

No, we have to leave it here, it'll buy us some time,

if they think we're still in the room.

There'll be people all around the hotel,

but they'll be keeping their distance.

Now, I can get you away from here.

Do as I say and we can both get what we want.

Come on.

You know you can trust me now.

You want us to work together?

It's just me and you.

Where are you taking him?

Show him some respect, at least.

You only have tears for your own people.

You'd do better to start thinking

about who will weep for you.

I've just had a meeting with Guy Facer.

He has totally rejected the terrorists' demand,

that the Prime Minister

should change his speech for tonight.

And Adam?

We're bringing him in. We'll interrogate the girl.

- But- - No buts, Ruth,

there's no alternative.

Terrorists do not dictate our foreign policy.

Is Adam still at the hotel? Good.

We might just have time to get something out of her.

Are you gonna tell me what you want from me?

Your Prime Minister is entertaining tonight.

The dinner at the Mansion House?

In attendance will be several traitors from my country

and their American sponsors, you'll get me in there.

It's a closed list.

Every guest is a well-known person and matched to a photo,

there's no way I can do that.

I thought you were good at your job.

What are you gonna do? You're unarmed.

That does not concern you. You just get me in.

Hello, mate, could you get the liaison officer for me?

Tell him it's Adam Carter.

Yes, sir.

Mike.

Adam.

Where's your lovely wife?

Left her at home doing the washing up.

Well, you seem to have found

an equally glamorous replacement.

This is Khatera.

Hi.

I need security clearance for her.

Well, you would have needed security clearance downstairs.

Yeah, well, your boys downstairs

aren't exactly the sharpest tools in the box.

Listen, she's with me, I just need you to give her the nod.

Adam, you know I can't do that.

Not with the PM about to arrive

and the Iraqis and Americans already here.

Come on, Mike, this is really important to us.

Why didn't you clear this with me earlier,

when we were going through the list?

Well, I didn't know then what I know now.

It's too late. I'm very sorry.

Mike.

Look,

we've got our suspicions about the background

of one of the Iraqi bodyguards.

We think he might have been previously involved

in torturing regime opponents.

Now, Khatera's the only one who can give a positive ID.

Give me a break. This could be a huge breakthrough for us.

Just not possible.

All credentials have to be cleared in advance.

And who would have cleared them?

You.

So?

Come on, Mike.

Arms up.

Clear.

Clear.

You owe me one, Adam.

What are they planning to do?

And why send us a video with a demand

they know we'll never agree to?

You know, maybe we've been looking at this

the wrong way round. - What?

They've misdirected us from the start.

It's terrible, but it's genius.

The video's a decoy.

Why?

Because they want the Prime Minister

to go to the Mansion House dinner tonight.

They want us not to capitulate in the face of terrorism,

they knew we'd say that.

They want us to think the only risk

is the death of the hostages.

They're going to attack the dinner.

I'm, er...

Carrying a bomb.

Where?

They put the explosives inside you?

Only a small amount.

Then what?

Enough to turn the chemicals that have also been implanted

into a lethal gas.

Where's the detonator?

Not as defiant as your colleague, are you?

Danny didn't face the same kind of death.

Today, we kill your war-criminal Prime Minister,

the puppets appointed to run my country

and the Americans who control them.

I've hardly known my son.

Please don't do it like this.

When your son is older,

he'll be able to watch images of you

burning on the internet.

It's in the house, isn't it?

With whoever's holding my wife?

He kept control over it, so I couldn't change my mind.

You can't do this, it's too grotesque.

Don't come near me or I'll send the signal that I'm ready.

You don't want to do this, Khatera.

I don't have a choice.

Of course you do. Just tell us where to find him.

I can't do that.

He hit my wife with a gun.

He murdered a young officer.

He's prepared to kill indiscriminately.

I'm doing this for my family.

You must have loved them very much.

We only care about the ones we love.

I think the suffering of strangers can also move us.

Please.

Give that to me and tell me where they're holding Fiona.

I can't.

I heard you on the phone to him.

I speak Arabic.

Asking him to show mercy to her.

The Prime Minister is arriving.

I can't let you do this.

You said you wouldn't swap your wife for the whole world.

What?

We had a bug in your house, you were joking,

and she asked if you'd swap her for another girl,

and you said you wouldn't

Wouldn't swap her for the whole world.

You know,

the worst people in the world

are not those who do bad things,

but those who force others to do them.

This is Adam Carter. I'm in the Great Hall with the girl.

Do not let the Prime Minister enter the building,

I repeat, stop the Prime Minister.

She should be in position by now.

Where is her signal?

Your ring. You keep turning it.

In our business, that's known as a reveal.

What does it reveal?

It's my wedding ring.

I suppose it reveals that I love my wife

more than anything else in the world.

I don't want to die.

Please,

tell me where they're holding my wife.

Something's wrong. It's time.

Oh, God!

Oh, no!

Oh!

Ah!

It's okay, it's okay, I'm here now.

Oh, no!

Mr. Pearce, over here, please.

I have to leave you for a moment, Ruth.

I'm staying here with Danny.

Harry's had to leave us for a moment.

I'm still here with you, Danny.

I'll stay right here with you.