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Angela Wells is beyond any help now.

There is still a way we could help her.

What do you mean?

Kill her.

I'm authorizing shoot to kill.

I want to speak to the Home Secretary now.

Get him inside! Get him inside!

Forgive me, Harry.

Okay. That's
the exit wound done.

He's tachycardic.
His systolic's now 70.

Where the
hell is he bleeding from?

His heart rate's dropping.

I think we're losing him.

I can't find the bleed.

Section.

Got it.

Right, clamping the artery.

He's arrested.

Standby for internal defib.

50 joules.

Charging.

Stand clear.

Jakarta is coming.

He's still DF.

Increase to 75.

Charging.

Stand clear.

We dreaming, daddy.

Are we in this dream together?

We'll always be together.

Is mummy coming home? Where's my mummy?

No. Mum's not coming.

Blooming into the night sky

from the UK's principal fuel depot

right behind me.

Police are saying that
this is without question

a terrorist attack.

The emergency services-

Oh my God. There's just been
another huge blast as we speak.

Another explosion has rocked-

Is mummy coming
home? Where's my mummy?

Keep Wes safe.

Promise me you will.

There's real fear

that more explosions are imminent.

Experts are already saying
that the scale of damage

will have an enormous impact

on the supply of fuel and
energy to homes and businesses

throughout Britain.

Police, Interpol

and the United Kingdom's
intelligence service, MI6,

have joined forces to apprehend
an Al-Qaeda terrorist cell

based in Holland.

The cell is believed to be

behind the recent attacks
on Britain's fuel supplies,

which has left the country-

But the
question has to be asked,

is Britain now becoming
totally ungovernable?

Well, we're fighting a war on terror

and we are losing that war

because of how the government
mishandled the crisis

and Six saying they would like
the Prime Minister to resign,

to push through legislation

that is about a new breed of terror

against major fuel depots.

We're under attack.

We have an increase
in prices. I mean, how-

Terrorist attacks.

Totally ungovernable.

Is mummy coming
home? Where's my mummy?

I don't believe it. Adam's back.

Miss me?

No, no. We hardly noticed your absence.

Good to see you Adam.

And you.

Are we going to do this?

This story the press have picked up on

"Get ready Britain, Jakarta's coming."

It hasn't gone away.

No. The phrase started
appearing about three weeks ago

on the internet and in
papers in the Arab world

and now it's everywhere.

It's got to be connected to the bombings

of the fuel depots.

The timing would suggest so.

It's also the same threat

that was sent to the prime
minister's son, Rowan.

While he's at University,
Rowans vulnerable.

If anything happens to him,

we'll lose the Prime Minister's leadership

at the most critical moment.

Jo stays with him on close protection.

Yup. Sure.

Adam.

Are you sure you should be back at work?

Four weeks away and look
at the mess you get into.

Grim warning about what
it will really be like

when fuel supplies do run out.

What's your take on it?

Al-Qaeda.

Okay.

What?

You think it could be something different?

- No, no.
- Come on.

It's just, it's not standard Al-Qaeda.

Threats to the prime minister's
son, "Jakarta's coming."

Strikes a discordant note.

You all right?

Someone
just fell on the ground.

What's going on there?

Look, his eyes!

The agonizing death of
businessman Terry Miles

has led to speculation within
the intelligence services

that biological warfare has already begun

on mainland Britain.

You can drop the death
stare. Didn't come from us.

Has it begun?

We're waiting for the autopsy results.

In the meantime, we're re-interrogating

everyone picked up after the fuel attacks

and also using back channels

to rule out any possible
foreign state involvement.

If it's biological,
there'll be footprints.

They've also picked up on
this "Jakarta is coming" threat.

It's taking on a life of its own.

It's even appearing on
walls. What's that about?

It's about adding to the panic,

which isn't hard when you
consider that every single person

with a cough or aching joints-

Well, most of the population
at this time of year.

Yeah. Is descending
on their local hospital.

Scared out of their wits

that they're going to die
in agony, weeping blood.

Press are also loving
that little detail.

Well, they shouldn't be.

They're doing the
terrorist's job for them.

Now, I've gone on about this
till I'm blue in the face,

but they just keep whipping up the panic.

The hospitals are close to collapse.

Maybe your people should improve

their media management skills.

I'm gonna do better than that.

I'm going to the mouth of the sewer

and talk to Paul Millington.

Harry, good to see you.

And you. Don't get up.

How's the life of a media mogul?

Monopolies commission treating you well?

Well. Harry, I can't complain.

I don't think you can, after
they threw in a TV channel

to go with the newspaper
you were acquiring.

You know that only three people

have developed this bloody eye syndrome?

So far.

And yet hundreds will die

because the panic is putting such pressure

on health resources.

The public has a right to be informed

about the nature of the threat.

But we don't want to make
the situation worse, do we?

We're not the government's
propaganda arm, Harry.

Well I'm not asking
you to mislead people.

I'm simply asking for a little restraint.

These are editorial decisions,

I don't interfere with those.

I'm sorry, that's the sound of

incredulous laughter being stifled.

Unless I see a very
good reason for doing so.

And avoiding mass psychosis
isn't a very good reason?

You show me some evidence

that we're not under attack
from biological weapons

and I'll pass it on to my editors.

Do you want some tea?

No.

How the hell did they poison 'em?

Each of the victims
had a tiny puncture mark

on the lower half of their body.

It's consistent with a
passerby inflicting the wound.

I wouldn't normally
say that was good news,

but at least it's not biological warfare.

Smart terrorism, though.

They knew it would cause mayhem.

Shame then that the press decided

to help them achieve their goals.

We need to make sure that
they plaster this news

all over their front pages.

Simple in start though, please.

"Doctors rule out biological warfare."

Adam, you've been up most of the night.

- I know. I know. Zaf, wait.
- You need to slow down.

Can you make sure that
they also check the victims

from the tube station.

It's being done.

- Then home.
- All right.

The prime minister is
working round the clock

to introduce measures which will ensure

that we defeat the terrorists
who are attacking us.

I would ask for greater understanding

for the difficult situation that we face,

both as a government and as a nation.

I would just like to add

that our latest intelligence

is strongly suggesting that
this is not biological warfare.

So I would urge people to remain calm.

Yup.

The anti-terror bill

has been defeated in the commons, Adam.

Half the government's MPs
joined the opposition.

Well that must be expected.
It was full of holes.

The Home Secretary is demanding

inter-agency cooperation

to get to the bottom
of the recent attacks.

We're to host the meetings
here at Thames House.

Put padlocks on the computers
and hide the stationary.

Adam, it's Ruth.

Ruth wouldn't allow me to make this call

unless I added she thinks

it's time you found
someone permanent for Wes.

I haven't got time to go-

No, no, no.

I'll do it Adam. Leave it with me.

Well, as long as you trust
me to get the right person.

I trust you.

Get some rest.

Thanks.

What's Millington up to?

Look at the front pages
of most of the red tops.

I mean, this one.

Oh, some blond I've never even heard of

is having a breasts shrunk,
enlarged or retreaded.

I don't know which.

Meanwhile,

the news that we're not
facing biological warfare

is buried on page five.

They could have stopped
the panic and saved lives.

Bloody Millington.

He said if I gave him evidence,
well I gave it to him.

Well, he's certainly
not looking for a peerage.

We better go down
there. They'll be here.

Hello stranger.

I was just calling to see
if a check had cleared.

Sorry. No.

The prime minister is under siege.

Nothing must happen to his son

or he could break completely.

Guard him closely.

I understand.

Okay. I'll call again tomorrow. Thank you.

No joy.

Bloody banks.

Look, strange.

I got the funny message again.

Tell your detective, Rowan.

Who's that?

That is Michael
Collingwood from MI6.

Ah yes. Your counterpart.

I'll say one thing for
him. He can wear a suit.

Straight back.

Something common to men of his class.

Who's that with him?

I don't recognize her.

Well she'll get the attention

of the red blooded males.

- Michael.
- Harry.

And this is?

Rosalyn Myers. pleased to meet you.

This is Juliet Shaw.

Hello.

This cannot go on.

We are getting hit after hit.

We've had some
considerable successes.

Most of those involved in the attacks

on the fuel depots have been detained.

You on the other hand,
have had far less success

your end, Home Secretary.

If you're referring to

the anti-terror legislation, Michael,

I sweated blood.

There's always an excuse.

You've got problems
with your back benches.

You've got problems with Lords,

problems with the opposition.

Problems in cabinet.

Problems with the civil liberties lobby.

This bill was supposed to
help us fight fire with fire.

Sorry, but democracy can
be bloody awkward sometimes.

Yes it can.

Okay, let's not
waste time with recriminations.

You see, the problem is-

Don't interrupt me, please.

Our task here is to plan
inter-agency coordination.

You see, the problem is
we cannot defend the country

unless you give us the weapons to do so.

Are you listening to me?

Have you listened to
a word I've just said?

Yes I have. And I'm
hearing the same old rubbish.

That is enough.

I don't give a damn
what you think of me,

but I hold one of the three
great offices of state

and you will treat it with respect.

Hasn't the prime minister's
special policy advisor

been doing some behind the scenes work

with the more moderate opponents
of the anti-terror bill?

Yes. With only a couple
of minor amendments,

Jerry Houghton thinks

we can get through the measures we need.

The cell that attacked the
oil depot and the gas pipeline.

They came from Holland.

Don't we have any intelligence on them?

Chaff. Nothing significant.

I want the mastermind of these attacks,

and I want it dealt with.

And that includes the threat
to the prime minister's son.

How's the prime
minister really coping?

The cabinet's restless.

Gerry Houghton's really the only one

who's keeping him going right now.

And you.

But I wasn't there from the
beginning like Houghton was.

Collingwood's a difficult bastard.

He's an old warrior.

I doubt if he voted for you,

but his manner has always
been somewhat abrasive.

I'm relying on you, Harry.

There are voices in cabinet

urging the PM to incautious measures.

At the moment, Houghton
is a voice of reason

and there aren't many of those about.

One more terror attack and
he'll be drowned out completely.

Morning.

Hello, Mr. Houghton.

The death of the MP Gerry Houghton

may have been linked to
images found on his computer.

Police officers are refusing
to confirm an investigation

into a pedophile ring,

but did confirm that Mr. Houghton

was recently released on police bail

after being questioned about images found

on the hard disk of his computer.

He was my godfather.

It's horrible.

It doesn't make sense.

Gerry wasn't a pedophile.

You know, I've known him my whole life

and he was not a pedophile.

I just don't understand why

nobody's getting up and
saying something, you know.

My dad could go on the television

and just tell everyone it's
not true and then it'd be fine.

I don't understand what's going
on at all with everything.

Harry, sorry to interrupt
but this has just come in.

Six had high grade intelligence
on the Rotterdam cell.

Knew it was planning a hit soon,

knew it was likely to be Britain,

but even mentioned the fuel depot

as a possible location.

But it was marked as a low priority.

Who received this information?

Came over from the Dutch
to a desk officer at Six.

She didn't sit on it.

It went straight to Michael Collingwood.

Chaff. insignificant.

You heard him, he's a bloody
liar covering his mistakes.

There's something else
that's a little strange.

The Latin American specialists

have seen "Jakarta is coming" before.

Latin American?

Yeah, (speaking in foreign language),

used in Chile in the 1970s

to warn that a great massacre was coming.

What's that gotta do with
an Al-Qaeda bomb attack

in Britain?

Michael Collingwood was
based in Latin America

around the same time.

It could be that the
similarity and phraseology

is a coincidence, but
that's highly unlikely.

So we had intel on the
Al-Qaeda bomb attack,

but did nothing, turned away.

And somebody is supplying Al-Qaeda

with a highly sophisticated poison.

Add that to the threats against Rowan,

and now Houghton's death.

Somebody is running a parallel agenda.

Somebody.

Somebody being Michael Collingwood?

Except why?

I don't know, but from now on

we keep Collingwood and his
team under tight surveillance.

I'll work on Ros, keep
her where we can see her.

We'll invite her to some
ad hoc meetings on the grid

to make inter-agency cooperation more-

Proactive.

Exactly, proactive.

If Collingwood and his MI6
boys are helping Al-Qaeda,

we need to find out the reason.

Tread carefully.
MI6 don't take prisoners.

Ms. Myers, we've not
been properly introduced.

Adam Carter.

Call me Ros.

Here's your briefing.

So, how's the state of Denmark?

Pretty rotten, as usual.

We're trying to find out if
the French Secret Service

had anything to do with
Joey Houghton's death.

Sorry, but I'm not gonna
take a swing at that one.

Really? That's a shame.

It could be a straight ball
disguised as a curve ball.

Yeah. Or it could be utter bollocks

and I know which one I favor.

You look very well for a man

who's just taken a high velocity bullet.

And you look very well

for a woman who's just
uncovered a nest of informers

in Baghdad.

Good.

We both look well.

Listen. Do you wanna go
for some dinner tonight?

You don't waste your time, do you?

Well you know, you are
a new kid on the block.

I'm to be intrigued by your reputation.

Or you could just be
trying to get me into bed.

No, I'd have gone for
the more direct approach.

I think I'd be just as satisfied

getting into your address book.

Oh, I wouldn't be too sure of that.

Seriously, the Arab world is my area.

We should get together.

See if we have any mutual acquaintances.

Okay.

Find a restaurant.

There are circumstances

when a country reaches a
critical breakdown point.

This point has approached

and the economy is screaming

when the center ground is disappearing.

And in concrete terms,

when there is a significant
external threat,

which requires more energetic response

from the security services.

Well, we believe that
three major terror attacks

by the IRA would provoke such a breakdown

and require a different
kind of government.

He made that speech at the
Center for Freedom Studies

after the breakdown of the
first IRA ceasefire in 1996.

So we're one attack
away from a breakdown?

Well, there shouldn't be another one.

We've mopped up most of
Al-Qaeda's logistical units.

What if Collingwood were to
stage the last attack himself?

No, that's not possible.

This reference to center ground.

What about it?

Jerry Houghton was the voice of compromise

on the anti-terror bill.

Collingwood knows that in a time of chaos,

the voice of compromise
must be extinguished.

I think he killed Jerry Houghton.

I think he wants the
center ground to disappear.

We've been snooping around
Six's central post box.

What, you got in?

Impossible, I'm afraid.

What we have done is profile
the most active delivery man.

Michael Collingwood's
team have been very busy.

Good. Step up
surveillance on them.

Collingwood and Myers won't be the ones

getting their hands dirty.

Sure.

We've gotta drop out going.

Right. There's the pickup.

Level one, I need you to send over the ID

as soon as you can.

Copy that.

Colin, stay on this guy.

I need you to keep a close eye on him.

Sure.

Do you think the attacks are finished?

Hard to say.

Al-Qaeda like to hit
twice. They've done so.

If there was a third attack...

It would put the country
under intolerable pressure.

I tell you what concerns us.

The way the gas companies hiked the prices

after the attack on the pipeline.

You know who my father is?

Who?

Wasn't a question, Adam.

You know who my father is.

Now you mention it.

Hmm. Yes. Sir Jocelyn Myers. Yes.

Ex ambassador to Russia. Yes.

On the board of Gas Stream.

But you'll have to ask
him about price increases.

You see, that's disappointing,

because I know it's considered cool

to denigrate little foibles
in one's profession.

But I love my job

and show and tell's one
of my favorite games.

Well, you should practice more,

because you're rubbish at it.

Sorry.

It's the babysitter. I'm gonna have to-

Never heard Harry
Pearce called that before.

Hello?

Is he okay?

Where's Colin?

He's got a pass for the day.

He's on surveillance watching
one of Collingwood's men.

Enthusiastic about goal celebration.

Zebra three.

Hello Big bird.

It's tricky, this five across.

That's strange.

It's giving them access to
flight numbers on airlines.

Pretty sophisticated kit.

Oh my god.

They're mapping the heavens.

Malcolm, I've hacked into their computer

and you're not gonna believe this.

They're focusing on two
flights in particular,

simulating taking them off
their normal flight path.

It's a dress rehearsal

for crashing two passenger
planes into each other

over London.

Malcolm, are you still there?

Zebra three?

Zip.

Colin, can you hear me?

What's wrong?

Nothing. Just lost Colin. Coms are down.

Alpha one. What's your
status? This is zebra three.

Hello, zebra three.

Spying on your own side.

Well, what happens now Colin,

is that we're gonna have to let our boss

have a quick chat with you.

Well, he should really speak to my boss.

Keane.

What?

Enthusiastic about goal celebration.

It's Robbie Keane.

He's enthusiastic. Keane.

Must tell Malcolm.

Who's Malcolm? Is that your boyfriend?

No.

You do seem quite on edge, Colin.

Pull over, Lee.

Bursting for a piss,

having sat in that car all afternoon.

Colin, get outta the car.
Stretch your legs a bit.

Please, just get your
boss to speak to mine.

Come on, Colin. Get outta the car.

Easy, Colin.

You look a bit lost.

That's enough running for today.

You dropped these, Colin.

I'm not strong enough to fight you.

I was never any good

at this running and jumping thing, I was.

To be honest, I'm not really
meant to be out in the field.

It's just that we're very overstretched.

So, just get on with whatever
it is you're gonna do to me,

because I might be smaller
and weaker than you,

but you can hurt me, but
you won't humiliate me.

Problem is, Colin,

the world is not made for small
and weak people any longer.

Please.

If you struggle, it'll hurt more.

Please. Please.

You're doing really well.

He always wants me to
read a chapter of his book.

I don't understand.

How could somebody do that to Colin?

Nobody would've dared do this

without high level authorization.

They're telling us
they'll stop at nothing.

They.

We keep talking about they. Who's they?

We believe there's
a conspiracy underway,

which is using the terrorist onslaught

as a cover for an attack
on the government.

So, Michael Collingwood, certainly.

Perhaps Millington,

he's been putting his
press at their disposal.

They ignored intelligence
about terror attacks,

spread the panic

and took out the prime
minister's closest ally

who was about to secure a
deal on an important bill

regarding homeland security.

And now they've killed one of us.

From now on, only routine
business on the grid.

Everyone needs to check
their personal security

and Zaf, you must warn Jo immediately.

They want us to
know how confident they are.

What are we going to do now?

There's not much we
can do at the moment.

Because he wasn't important enough.

We could take out one
of theirs in return,

but what would that get us?

Satisfaction.

Our satisfaction will come

from defeating their conspiracy.

Oh, shut up, you pompous old fool.

He wasn't just some geek
who did crossword puzzles.

He was my bloody best friend!

Malcolm.

What do you think they want us to do next?

I don't know.

Well, I do.

They've done this deliberately.

They're expecting us to
go looking for revenge

and take our eye off the ball.

But we're not gonna play
by the rules that they set.

It isn't a game.

Yes it is. That's exactly what it is.

It's a big elaborate game.

And the question we always
have to ask ourselves is,

what do they want us to do?

How do they want us to react?

What do we do, Malcolm?

- The opposite.
- That's right.

We have to carry on as if
the hanging was a suicide,

which the police report
will inevitably say it was.

They'll know we know.

But we'll smile at them

and we'll carry on smiling at them.

And if you can't deal with that,

then you're no good to me.

So smile.

Adam.

I can't.

Adam.

I can't.

Smile.

Would you have smiled
at your wife's killers?

Yes.

I would've smiled at Fiona's killers

if it had been necessary.

Yes, I believe you would.

It's good.

Work on it.

Right, Colin found
something out in his van.

We need to know what it was.

What's going on?

This way!

Move!

Through here!

Okay, what's going on?

You are not-

I'm an officer of the
British Security Services.

I've been working
undercover to protect you.

Where's my detective?

I have no idea.

Who were those people back there?

Possibly officers of the
British Security Services.

What is going on?

There's a plot against the government.

It's being fought on several
fronts. You're one of them.

What do they want from me?

We're working on that.

Where are you taking me now?

Somewhere safe.

Look, I don't want you to use your phone,

so we're going somewhere
where we can't be traced.

Okay, but I can call my dad?

No, no non-essential communications.

He's the prime minister.

Look, I'm sorry,

right now that doesn't
guarantee anything, Rowan.

Jo.

She's trying to bolt
home. That's all we know.

Ros.

Dinner?

I'll tell you what,
I've got a better idea.

Why don't you come over
to mine?

Oh, I'll make sure he's asleep.

Okay, great. I'll see you then. Bye.

Malcolm. Email me Joe's
location details, would you?

Right.

My message is
that dismissing the rumors

about biological warfare-

Hi.

Hello.

Come in.

How did you get into this?

Into what?

Your job.

I was recruited.

No, but why did you want to do it?

It was exciting, I suppose.

I liked the thought of serving my country.

Except what is our country?

You know, is it the
people trying to kill me?

The people plotting against my dad?

Well, maybe it's more
of a personal thing then.

I don't know. It's home.

Fulfilling your promise.

Having certain freedoms and choices.

Except they're being
eroded, aren't they?

Bit by bit.

Sorry to hear about your officer.

Yeah. Yeah. It was a shock for everyone,

especially with what's going on right now.

Country's in a real mess.

There are people who want change.

It's not our job to change governments.

Who said anything about
changing governments?

You know what's coming.

Climate change, terrorism,
energy shortages

that'll make what's just
happened look insignificant.

There'll be social and economic mayhem.

And what will we do about it?

Set up a parliamentary
commission. Call in the ombudsman.

You talk as if you share that view.

No, but I don't think we can
close our eyes to the threat.

And the people that do hold
that view, hold it sincerely.

They have the country's
best interests at heart.

Yeah, well. Let's hope so.

That your son?

Yeah.

He's sweet.

Some of the time.

You're a good father.

Some of the time.

No, you're a good father.

That's a very attractive quality.

Better go and check he's all right.

You still awake?

Yeah.

Can't sleep.

Sorry. It's not exactly
five star accommodation.

That's not why I can't sleep.

I know. Just try and relax.

Is he okay?

He's fine.

Good.

So.

Here's your more direct approach.

I can't.

- Yes you can.
- No, I can't.

It's her same perfume.

What?

My wife used to wear that scent.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay. It's just, I can't.

No, no, really.

It's not that I don't
want to or anything.

I'm really flattered.

Ros, why don't you stay and
have another glass of wine.

You don't have to go-

Believe me Adam, you have
nothing to apologize for.

Ros.

Do not move! Do not move!

Drop your weapons!

Get on the ground!

Stay right where you are!

Drop your weapons!

You should check your
sources more carefully.

Wrong cottage, boys.

Take their car to pieces

and then have them brought
back to Thames House.

I think we need to talk about Colin.

Since the last time we met,

certain very unpleasant
facts have come to light.

In the early hours of the morning,

an attack was launched
on a cottage in Kent.

The attackers thought

that we were holding the prime
minister's son, Rowan, there.

The original threats to Rowan

actually emanated from
Michael Collingwood,

who we also believe

was behind the murder
of an MI5 desk officer.

What nonsense is this?

Jakarta is coming.

A phrase you picked up in Latin America?

Because of course only I
have been to Latin America.

The precise details
of the cottage, however,

came from another source.

A source who stole my fingerprints

from a restaurant wine glass,

and then turned up at my
flat fluttering her eyelashes

wearing my dead wife's perfume.

Nice touch, by the way.

I've worn that perfume
since my 16th birthday.

The location of the decoy cottage

was only on my laptop computer.

You stole those details

and then accepted the get
out clause I gave you.

I'm not gonna sit
here and listen to this.

Whatever you're
planning has got to stop.

I'm planning the security of the nation.

Do you want me to stop that?

Bluster might work on
the politicians, Michael,

but you and I have been in
this business for too long.

Okay, we're done here.

Inter-agency collaboration is dead

because of your absolutely
outrageous suggestions.

Telephone call, sir.

Millington.

I understand.

Yes. Everything's ready at my end.

We'll be ready to roll as
soon as the news comes in.

I'll tell him.

Right.

Jocelyn. Paul Millington.

I've just had a message
from Michael Collingwood

who wanted you to know
that the trip to Jakarta

is now finalized.

Last chance to pull out for all of us.

Good.
- There were people

in that room I've worked with for years.

They just walked out on me.

I can't believe he has such support.

He was never gonna admit

the man we captured
was one of his own men.

No, he just
needed to observe protocol

for the duration of the meeting.

Spare the blushes
and call into his superiors

for instructions.

That'll be him.

Yes.

Right.

He wants a meeting with
the Home Secretary present.

Collingwood's not their Mr. Big.

He must have called into somebody

who got him to arrange this.

Do we go?

Got nothing to lose.

I think I found something, guv.

We've crossmatched DNA from
skin tissue on the backseat

to Colin.

He was in that car.

His fingerprints are
virtually seared into it.

Oh God.

Now here's the thing.

The two men that Colin was watching

were Lee Mackenzie and Steve Jensen.

Right.

Mackenzie was captured at the cottage,

but the other man they
got there wasn't Jensen.

He's still out there somewhere.

Yeah.

We found a car pass down
the back of the dashboard.

From where?

Southeast Air Traffic Control Center.

What if this is the third attack?

The third attack that Collingwood knew

would send the country over the edge.

Adam and Harry have gone to
the meeting with Collingwood.

Hello Harry.

My daughter has greatly
enjoyed your hospitality.

The final piece in the
jigsaw. Corporate power.

The rules are different now, Harry.

They changed the day a British government

accepted Guantanamo Bay

and admitted the torture chamber

is an instrument of state policy.

But that wasn't enough for you.

Britain needs a new kind of leadership.

Sea levels are rising.
Oil's running out.

Terrorists are going nuclear.

Do you really think this current system

is capable of dealing with that?

Spare me the four
horsemen of the apocalypse.

This has nothing to do
with national security.

Nothing to do with Al-Qaeda either.

This is a coup d'eta, pure and simple.

Not so simple, actually.

The transition will be
managed quite carefully.

And I hope that people
don't notice the corpses.

victims of the attacks
you allowed to happen?

Yes. What's next Michael?

Or hasn't Jakarta arrived yet?

The third attack that will
bring this country to its knees?

Look, I think all of us
around this table have children,

even grandchildren.

How can we look at what's
coming and not tremble for them?

Not take steps to ensure their safety?

That is no reason to
dismantle our democracy.

I wonder why we fetishize
democracy so much.

It's a system that's a
blink in the eye of history.

It's a system which better men than you

have died to protect.

Well, I haven't seen anybody

taking to the streets to defend it yet.

And the argument against civil liberties,

it's been fought and lost.

That's not for you to decide.

You're assuming that people
will notice the difference.

You're assuming that the British people

actually care about abstract principles.

They'll put up with anything
as long as you serve it up

with a picture of Will
Young in the shower.

You insufferable snob.

Pronouncing on the national character

while warming your feet at the club.

Since we've dispensed with the niceties

of theoretical debate,

let me give you an ultimatum.

The Prime Minister has a week

to accept new terms of government,

which will be delivered shortly.

During the time we've given you

to consider your ever weakening position,

I give you my word there'll
be no further instance,

and I expect the same
consideration from you.

Agreed.

Adam.

It was true about the perfume.

I'd never have done anything so vulgar.

Yes you would.

It was a gift for my birthday.

From daddy to his little girl, was it?

I knew nothing about the
murder of your officer,

you have to believe that.

I don't have to believe
a single word you tell me.

Do you think they'll stick to it?

Improbable.

Bloody Harry Pearce.

This isn't anything to
do with his beliefs.

He just loves a good fight.

Don't be so sure of that.

It frustrates me we can't convince him.

Well, it's too late now.
Everything's in place.

The escorts know when to disappear.

The escorts.

You've just agreed to a week's
cessation of hostilities.

It's really of very little consequence.

It is of consequence.

Why?

It's beneath us.

It's dishonorable. You
gave them your word.

You've let Adam Carter outwit
you once already, Rosalind.

Outwit me?

That seduction routine was
a stupid and amateur plan

that underestimated the target

in which I warned you
was likely to backfire.

You overruled me. I got
you what you wanted.

So don't you blame me if
they set a trap for you.

This type of decision
is not within my brief.

Michael has operational control.

We've checked all new
staff for airport control

in the last month

and one face jumped out.

Jensen's.

Collingwood's man.

Yes.

And according to the rotor,

he's working this afternoon.

This is the third attack, isn't it?

It must be.

I'll try and get through to Harry.

Filter in place.

Standby for reroute.

Standing by.

Reroute complete.

Control. Bluewing
303 approaching Bobbingtons.

Request further clearance.

Bluewing 303.

Right onto heading 130.

Descend to 4,000 feet.

Radar heading 130.

Control, eagle four seven

on a Wellington 4G departure.

Climbing to 1000 feet.

We're at 3000.

What happened to our escort?

Stop the car.

What's going on?

Get out now!

Come on.

Adam?

Juliet, get outta the car.

Get away from the vehicle.

Just do it!

Okay. Stop the car,
stop the car now, please!

Juliet.

We're getting reports.

One of the cars returning from the meeting

has been blown up.

Harry?

No news yet.

It's begun.

Radar contact, eagle four seven.

Climb and maintain 4000.

Eagle four seven
climbing to 4000 feet

on heading 050.