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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.