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Police are saying that this is,

without question, a terrorist attack.

Is Britain now becoming

totally ungovernable?

Well, we're fighting a war on terror

and we are losing that war.

Get ready, Britain. Jakarta's coming.

It's got to be connected

to the bombers of the field Depots.

Okay, what's going on?

There's a plot against the government.

It's being fought on several fronts.

You're one of them.

Okay, I should call my dad.

No, no non-essential communication.

He's the prime minister.

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.

The source, who stole my fingerprints

from a restaurant wine glass then turned up at my flat

fluttering her eyelashes wearing my dead wife's perfume.

The rules are different now, Harry.

Britain needs a new kind of leadership.

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

Not so simple, actually.

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.

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.

What if this is the third attack,

the third attack that Collingwood knew

would send the country over the edge?

It's begun.

Climb and maintain 4,000.

Eagle 47 climbing 24,000 feet on heading of 050.

Juliet, get outta the car.

Get away from the vehicle.

Just do it.

Harry!

Harry! Harry!

Adam, across the road, the home secretary.

Home Secretary. Are you injured?

I think my ears are...

Where's Juliet?

Harry!

Somebody help me.

Juliet, can you hear?

Harry, I can't feel my legs.

Just try and stay still.

He had an escort.

They tried to kill us.

They tried to assassinate the Home Secretary.

Dammit.

Sorry. - There you go, mate.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

960, turn left.

Heading 260, percent of flight level 150.

And make further contact and stop-

Jensen?

I'll call you right back.

Jensen.

Security!

Help me restrain this man. He's an intruder.

I'm an officer of the security services.

He's an intruder. Restrain him, now.

I need to speak to your manager.

- Blue Wing 303. Control. - Roger, Control.

Maintain 4,000 and right onto heading 230.

Blue Wing 303.

Right onto a heading 230.

- Eagle 47. - Roger, Control.

Maintain 4,000, increase speed to 250 knots.

Roger, Eagle 47.

Maintain 4,000 Wilco.

What's the story, here?

This man is an Al-Qaeda operative.

His real name is Moyen Hussein.

This is bullshit.

You need to close down operations

and move to the nearest center.

Listen guys, I don't wanna sound racist,

but which one of us looks more like you to be a terrorist?

You call Section D, you ask for Harry Pearce.

That is not your pass.

Show me yours.

Take him. - Listen to me.

Listen to me. Innocent people are gonna die.

You need to close down operations.

Now stick him in the cupboard, but watch him closely.

I'll contact the antiterrorist squad

to come and pick him up.

Police are on their way. I'll take it from here, boys.

Good work. - Okay.

Stop!

You need to close down operations

and move them to the nearest center.

Would I say that if I was a terrorist?

Where are the police?

Ask him. He hasn't called 'em.

You call 'em.

Do something, we're running out of time.

They've taped into your comm signal.

Find out how.

We're going to a code seven.

I repeat, a code seven.

Initiate transfer to East Colony.

There's a signal intercept. We have to find it.

Valentine 05. Right Turn .

Phone navigation to East Colony

to hold at flight level 70.

Now keep these two apart

till the police get here and sort this out.

Samson 2571.

Climb to flight level 80

and route to East Colony.

Roger, Control.

Blue Wing 303, immediate climb

to 5,000 feet and right turn.

Eagle 47, immediate descent to 3000 feet.

They would've crashed civilian planes

over our capital city.

They've murdered my best friend, they've crippled Juliet.

What do they want so badly that requires this?

Terror and chaos to begin with

as a platform for seizing power.

Hold on, mate.

I've just heard they've released Jensen.

Yeah.

They're obviously very well connected.

What's going on?

They've just put out the flames

on the home secretary's car in Whitehall.

The home secretary, Adam.

No, I know.

Be under no illusions, nothing and nobody's safe.

Harry, have you talked to the doctors?

Huh?

Will I be able to walk again?

They don't know.

Okay, tell me the truth.

Probably not.

Christ.

Oh, God.

They're stronger than us.

They're gonna finish us off.

We have to regroup and act fast

to stop them seizing the initiative again.

I had a front page about the plane crash

already mocked up.

Change it to a bomb attack in the middle of Whitehall.

Throw in that we foiled an air atrocity

and then we'll seal the airports with troops

as a deterrent against further terror attacks.

The Cabinet's secretary believes the PM is tiring

of the struggle to keep control of the country.

He will accept the package we offer him.

But it must be done legally, as we discussed.

There's enough leeway in the prime minister's powers

in existing legislation

to proceed quite legitimately to the next stage.

Yes, Cabinet Secretary.

That's assuming we keep the Prime Minister on the side.

That's crucial.

Yours must be the only voice he hears.

When the time comes, the PM has to sign my executive orders.

He's utterly exhausted.

We're offering a solution

that guarantees his family's safety,

resolves the conflict in the country,

and allows him to stay in power.

Figuratively speaking.

Newspapers have already started

spinning their version of events.

I'll talk to the home secretary.

He'll brief the PM.

Air traffic control conspiracy

was brilliantly formed by members of the securities.

Even greater need for tougher measures. Yes, I saw it.

The scale of events has increased dramatically

in the last 24 hours with an attack on the home secretary

and of interference with the air traffic control system.

The prime minister is understood

to be under intense pressure to consider

a draft of Special Measures to protect democracy,

which will give the government power-

Ruth, how's that?

- Unprecedented in peace time. - Sore.

You'll be fine.

Seen him in fight before.

He's very dirty.

Adam, we've received a coded message for you

from Ros Meyers. She wants to meet.

Go and see her.

You sure?

The text warning she sent you.

She saved lives and she's a line of communication.

That's invaluable.

Ruth, gimme the home secretary on a secure line.

Sure.

Things have the potential to get very bloody.

You mean bloody as in crashing planes full of civilians?

I don't know anything about planes.

I warned you about-

Oh, come on, Ros, you know what's going on.

Your father's trying-

I'm not here to discuss my father, Adam.

Then what do you want?

I don't want things to spiral out of control.

What, like murdered colleagues?

I just want to keep lines of communication open

in case we need to negotiate.

You take it or leave it.

Alright.

You were followed.

Or you were.

They were here when you got here.

Seven, nine, four, eight, eight, three, oh, two.

94 TM.

Fledgling, secure.

I understand.

You okay?

Well, I'm wondering what I should call you now.

Call me Katie.

Yeah, but that's not your real name is it?

Well, call me what you like.

You don't get it, do you?

What?

Until 24 hours ago, you were my friend and my flatmate.

And I...

What?

Nothing.

Rowan.

Rowan.

Yeah.

Yeah, I've got him here.

Rowan?

Rowan!

Ruth, I've lost him.

She did what?

Please tell me you're joking.

Christ all bloody mighty.

It wasn't her fault, Harry.

He just bolted.

Tell her to have him at that rendezvous point.

You tell her to find him

or her life will not be worth living when I see her.

I now have an appointment with the home secretary.

Harry, I prefer if you didn't leave the building.

If they've got a man in Cabinet who has the ear

of the prime minister, we've gotta do something about it.

I'll be fine.

Ruth, tell Jo to find Rowan

or she'll be making tea for the next 10 years.

He's our best route to the PM today.

Whatever it takes. - Right.

Hello, darling.

You must be tired.

Oh, the adrenaline keeps one going.

You look troubled.

Well, I am a bit.

There are aspects of this

that are deeply unpleasant to me,

but I've no doubt that our higher purpose

will make history look kindly on us.

I'm sure all coup plotters

from Brutus to Pinochet have thought that.

We're not coup plotters.

The prime minister, an elected member of parliament

is, after all, backing our measures.

Can we catch up later?

Yeah, sure.

This morning's Cabinet meeting

has been canceled.

Their coup will be launched with emergency legislation.

But how are they going to do this?

There'll be a huge backlash.

Are you sure?

Milton's got most of the media sewn up

and the country's tired of the endless attacks

and indignant at the attempt on my life.

I like to think so, anyway.

So what are they going to do?

The PM is going to declare Special Measures

to protect democracy,

which have been drafted for him by Alan Taylor.

Very Orwellian.

What exactly are these Special Measures?

Compulsory detention orders, which are at the discretion

of the security service and which deprive the citizen

of every existing legal protection,

emergency governors to scrutinize and censor media output,

direct ministerial appointment of the judiciary.

That's for starters.

Most worrying, though, are executive orders

which do not require a parliamentary vote.

But they can't do any of this

without a parliamentary vote.

Oh, I'm afraid they can

through a loophole in the last executive

and legislative reform bill.

There were safeguards built in.

The bill was a Trojan horse.

It contained additional clauses which could be triggered

at a time of national emergency.

Once he's authorized the special measures,

there'll be no going back.

This is utterly grotesque.

You're telling me that Sir Jocelyn Meyers

can draft an executive order

and the prime minister will simply rubber stamp it.

That's what will really happen if the PM signs tonight.

That's what I'm telling you.

Britain will be run by an unelected committee

with a silhouette of a hangman behind it.

Take a look at our bloggers. It's spreading.

This is Liberty Warrior.

British democracy dies today.

Special Measures to protect democracy

are a legislative coup d'etat.

All men are created equal except that these men

who want to rule you as a superior elite.

Yes, this is a conspiracy theory

because there is a conspiracy taking place.

Special Measures aren't to protect democracy.

They're there to destroy it.

Everyone, you have to march today.

We cannot let them do this to us.

If we don't get out there and protest this-

Repercussions will be un-

And with little help from us that's been sent

to every mobile phone and computer

with internet access in the UK.

Crash today when internet bloggers

seeking to raise awareness

of a march against the introduction of Special Measures

took the unprecedented step

of flooding the worldwide web with their message.

The Special Measures are being introduced

in response to recent terror attacks and have been

furiously denounced by civil liberties groups

who've called for a huge convergence on parliament.

You do not protect the nation

by attacking civil liberties.

He wants Ruby on the same side.

Public opinion.

This is how dictatorships begin

by taking away all restraints on their power.

Jo.

I can hear a car engine. Tell me that's good news.

Yeah, I had to hot wire a car.

I'm still looking for Rowan.

Wait, I've got him.

Bastard.

What's going on?

Mr. Pearce, I have a temporary detention order for you.

You, there's no such thing as a temporary detention order.

Drive on.

Mr. Pearce, get outta the vehicle and come with me now.

Did you hear me?

Sir, don't make this any harder for me.

All right, you got me secure.

What do you want from me now?

We need you to talk to your dad.

Why?

Because the country's in great danger.

Because the men who tried to have you killed

want to use your father's authority

and patronage to seize power.

But if my father goes over to their side,

then I'm safe, right?

We're hoping you're gonna rise above self-interest here.

We need you to make him see

what the consequences will be if they go ahead.

I don't even know what the consequences are.

Big men with guns breaking into houses and killing people.

And you think your little fledgling

can do something about that?

You have to try.

So will you talk to your dad?

All right.

What's the plan now?

They're sending over a car with a secure satellite phone.

We'll rendevouz in the next village.

Arriving at front gate processing.

Standby.

Harry, the country is calm, people are driving to work

wondering about the football.

Cash registers, they're still tinkling in the high street.

Pints are being pulled in the pups.

And stands the clock at 10 to three.

No, but it does stand only a few hours away

from our desired objective.

I'm very disappointed you didn't join us, Harry.

What is this place?

Well, you should be honored.

It's a detention center where we bring in

a select group of people who we don't really trust

with their liberty at this delicate stage.

You can't trust anybody with their liberty.

Oh, come on. You should have joined us

when you had the chance.

Saving the country for many.

Most of which you've caused to get you to this point.

Oh, please.

Don't make me give you the omelet-egg routine.

It's our moral calculus after all.

It's not mine.

Is there anything you'd like, Harry?

We're not barbarians.

Really?

In that case, I'd like to go into work tomorrow

and find my officer still alive.

I think it's safe to say

that you won't be going into work again, Harry.

In that case, I'd like a bottle of scotch.

Bring him a good amount.

We have to find him.

We have to stop this coup from taking place.

By doing that, we'll also help Harry.

Now what have you found out about Myers, Zafar?

A bit of a squirrel.

Account in the Cayman Islands.

Possibly Lichtenstein as well.

More digging required.

Good. Can you take care of that?

Yeah, sure.

Malcolm, Myers won't be the only conspirator.

Get onto Ruth's contact at GCHQ

and find out what's coming out of the newspaper offices.

Did you speak to Vladimir Ivanovich?

Did he give him the code that Harry left us?

Yes.

He said he'd leave us a package at mailbox seven.

He must do it now.

Ruth, I know Harry's in danger,

but our only way of saving him is to remain focused.

Right.

This should be interesting.

The spook and the civil liberties campaigner.

Hope you've got a good lawyer.

'Cause I'm gonna take you to the cleaners.

What's your name?

I insist you give me your name.

That's the rule of law now, is it Michael?

The whiskey's a mark of my respect.

Don't drink it so slowly.

My patience runs out.

Adam, the intercepts come through

from Ruth's contact in GCHQ.

Someone's got evidence

that Millington knew about the planes in advance.

Carol, I need your help.

I'm in trouble. - What is it?

The planes that nearly crashed,

I found a disc that proves our paper knew about it

before it happened. - Well, how did it-

What did you do with the disc?

I left it in the Sport First Leisure Center

in Islington, locker 565.

Something terrible is going on.

Get off this line.

It might not be secure. Get off now.

Was this call made from a landline?

The call was made at the head of the NHU chapel

by one of Milton's journalists on the Chronicle.

If we can hear this conversation,

so can many others.

We need to find that locker.

Ruth, I'm in. Where now?

Okay, still trying to get the architect's plans.

Just a few more seconds.

Okay, Adam, I've got access to CCTV.

We've got company.

Excuse me, can you tell me where the lockers are?

- Down there on the left. - Thanks.

Ruth, I need some help here. Which way?

Right, there should be lockers on the left.

It's not here.

There must be more lockers.

The last set upstairs.

Top of the stairs, take a right.

Now Adam, right.

Okay, through the next doors and into the changing rooms.

Sorry, sorry.

- Get out! - You can't come in here.

- Come on. Get out. - Quick, come on.

The fools think the march will help their cause.

The bigger the better for us.

From march to riot to national emergency in one fell swoop,

then the PM will have to sign.

And the police commanders have been briefed

and expect the march to be used to launch a suicide attack.

Armed officers will be deployed.

What if the protest remains peaceful?

Well, we have a certain expertise

in provoking conflicts between protestors and police.

The home secretary-

The home secretary will not be giving the orders.

I will.

You're talking about the possibility of the police

opening far on a public demonstration outside Westminster.

What better place to be, even under existing laws?

If you get too close, the police can take you out.

But you're talking about-

Yes, what I'm talking about is sending a message.

Now, if you don't show that there's an iron fist

inside the velvet glove, then they will gain confidence

and they will fight back.

I'm not sure.

The danger is they gain martyrs.

If the protest conceals a terror attack,

I think the British public will forgive us any reaction.

We seem to be forgetting that the majority

of the British public hold politicians in contempt

and long for the firm hand.

Michael's right.

We can count on public support

and discredit the protesters at the same time.

We need to find the journalist who made that call.

She vanished into thin air.

Who's to say it was of her own accord?

This is a major setback.

The next few hours will decide everything,

including Harry's fate.

This is gonna be a propaganda war.

Most of it'll be fought in the media.

We need to work on a Phoenix scenario.

What's Phoenix?

Phoenix? The calf that was saved from the foot mouth car.

Millington and Myers think they know the British public

and to a certain extent they're right.

We're not often moved by abstract principles

like liberty and fraternity, but we can be moved

to shame, pity and generosity, and we love an underdog.

Get me an underdog.

I'll get onto it straightaway.

- Right, you. - Come here.

I said come here. - Hey.

- Get back. - Stop.

- Help. Somebody help. - No.

- Get off him. - Please.

Somebody do something.

- Call the police. - No, no, no.

- Hey. - Will somebody help us?

Remind me never to tease him

about looking like a 12-year-old again.

This is us.

Suddenly, I'm feeling really nervous

about talking to my dad.

Don't be. Just tell him exactly what happened.

I think we'll let Rowan take the call in the back.

Sure.

Let's hope the weather in London

stays clear for the march.

It's a bit cloudy.

Lock your door, Rowan.

How'd you know?

Gave the wrong answer about the weather.

So what do we do now?

Now we try and get hold of your father some other way.

Further controversy this afternoon

surrounding the Special Measures

being introduced by the governent.

The savage beating of a young protestor

by what are believed to be members of the security services

has been captured on video.

It's caused outrage across Britain and questions

from European colleagues

hardening opposition to plan Special Measures-

What is this?

This has nothing whatsoever to do with us.

It's no good.

You're giving them that Tiananmen Square tank, man.

I'm telling you, it had nothing to do with us.

I don't care. It's your job to stop it.

A photogenic kid being beaten

before having a hood put over his head.

Yes.

What do you mean you failed to get a hold of him?

What's happening?

We have to make sure that no calls from Rowan

get through to the prime minister.

5 have still got a hold of him

and they're certainly going to try and use him.

Yes, a large number of people are marching today,

but far, far larger number of people are not marching today.

It looks like Phoenix has awoken

Britain's affection for democracy.

It's good, but it's not enough.

We need to attack them from another flank.

We'll walk from here

or the car will get trapped in the march.

There's a TV crew that are waiting for us.

What is it you want me to say to my dad?

Address yourself to the man you remember

putting the tent up for your family.

I'm nervous.

In what must be a huge embarrassment

for the prime minister, his son Rowan has joined the protest

against the Special Measures due to be introduced tonight.

Rowan, do you think your father will be pleased

with your appearance on this march?

You know the only reason I care

about what's happening today

is because of him and 'cause of the example he set me.

I remember a conversation when we were little

and I asked him why people bothered to vote

if it didn't change anything.

He said that in this country young women had starved

themselves to death for the right to vote,

that young men had fallen from the sky

in burning airplanes to defend that right.

Dad, don't sign the Special Measures.

It's the start of a coup d'etat

against the people of this country.

Stay with us, Dad. We need you now.

He'll be a politician one day like his father.

Who's to say his old man was listening?

Ruth, Malcolm, get ready.

Whatever happens to the PM, we have to find Harry

before they get their special message.

Ros.

- Hello, Adam. - Ros.

Oh look, we've been followed again.

Don't be silly.

A couple, Jillian and Robert McGuire.

She's just had a miscarriage so he's taken on holiday.

That little kid's William Turner.

He's just had an operation.

It was very painful, so his parents have saved up

to take him away as a reward for being brave.

These are just some of the people boarding the planes

that your conspiracy aim to crash.

My father does not crash planes.

Of course not.

That would make him a terrorist, wouldn't it?

Call your father. - No.

Are you familiar with your father's business dealings?

Let's take a look at your claim that the cause is honorable,

that it's acceptable for boys like William Turner

to die for the good of the collective.

That is the cause you keep singing, right?

So how come your father's noble cause

is being partly financed by a member of the Russian Mafia?

That's Misha Lankovitch, ex-KGB hardman

and Robert Bowron currently under investigation

for looting Russia's natural assets.

Your father used to visit his dasher regularly

when he was ambassador.

I mean, how do you think your father

got onto the highly secretive board of Gas Street?

Mr. Lankovitch, through his front company Iprov Holdings.

She's heard of it.

Is still financing your father's noble mission.

So your father's a traitor in more ways than one.

After the terrorist attack on the gas pipeline,

prices were hiked.

Brilliant, Einstein, because of supply problems.

Strange time then for a huge ex-gratia payment

to turn up in your father's account in a Cayman Islands

from Iprov Holdings, which has long been accused

of having a representative on gas stream.

Who might that representative be, I wonder.

Show the paperwork. - Don't bother.

You'll have forged it.

We obtained these from Vesley Ivanovich

at the Russian Embassy.

They show your father with Misha Lankovitch.

So my father's had to deal

with loads of unsavory characters.

Do you think we forged these?

It seems to the parties at Misha's dasher

did tend to get rather wild.

Nothing there really to suggest your father

was anxious to leave that particular party.

Or that particular girl.

Hard to read diplomatic duty into them, isn't it?

Or nobility of purpose.

Wake up, Ros.

This conspiracy has always been cheap and sorted.

Your father was prepared to murder British citizens.

It's not true.

My father knew nothing about those planes.

It was Millington and Collingwood.

Do you believe that?

Do you really believe it was just them?

It's big. They're heading towards Westminster.

Yeah. And they're using Phoenix.

I need to speak to him alone.

No, I'm coming in with you.

You'll ruin everything.

Alright, you've got five minutes.

You have to find out where they're holding Harry.

You've gotta trust me here, Adam.

I'll deal with it.

They're splitting up the march.

They're forcing us into a side street.

Okay, Jo, keep calm.

It's going on everywhere.

They're just trying to control the march

by sectioning off parts of it.

Where exactly are you?

Whitehall moving towards Charles Street.

There's a warrant down there.

I don't understand how that will help dissipate the crowd.

And that's a lot of police.

What are they trying to achieve?

I'll call the commissioner.

They told me you received money from the Russian mafia.

I was a third party holding the money

to finance a campaign for a Ukrainian politician

who would not threaten our gas supplies in the future.

Lankovitch is a nasty piece of work, isn't he?

One must hold one's nose, certainly.

What did you make of him?

I didn't. Didn't know him.

I took money off him, I admit.

As I say, for the greater good.

But you didn't actually meet him.

Fortunately, no.

You're lying.

I've seen photos of you with him at his dasher.

And if you'll lie to me about that,

how can I believe anything you say to me about the money?

Did you say something to me about a higher purpose?

I've seen the pictures.

Rosalyn-

You were cavorting with whores

with a member of the Russian mafia.

Ros-

This isn't about avoiding Baghdad scenarios, is it?

It's about egos and enrichment.

You were prepared to kill innocent people.

Collingwood takes responsibility.

That's not good enough.

That is not bloody good enough.

Get her out of here, Jocelyn.

You tell me.

Tell me that you didn't take bribes.

You tell me. Please.

We should go back, everyone.

With all due respect, commissioner,

we've had no intel of a terror attack planned.

No, Harry isn't around at the moment,

but I am fully briefed.

Thank you.

It's chaos down there.

No one knows what's going on.

Yeah, there are isolating groups all over the city.

What are you doing?

Why are you keeping us here?

This is a peaceful protest.

Please, let us out here.

Adam, they're trying to break up

and corner sections of the crowd

and the armed police have been told the march

may be a cover for a terror attack.

Collingwood would've planted people in there

to stir the crowd up.

Yeah, who will find a way to kickstart a riot.

This has gotta stop.

Oh, no.

Ruth, we need help.

Smoke bombs are going off.

I don't know where they're coming from.

Okay, Jo, just keep calm.

There's rumors of a terrorist attack,

but they are unfounded.

It's easier to mistake an innocent protester

for a suicide bomber in smoke like this.

Don't panic.

It'll be fine if you just don't panic.

I need to speak to the commissioner immediately.

No excuses.

I can't stand it when you lie to me.

Sir Jocelyn, you must tell the police

not to fire on the protesters.

- Get her outta here. - Wait.

You knew about the planes, didn't you?

- Oh my God. - You knew.

I found this lying about in a gym locker.

Wait outside.

This is the Chronicles front page

reporting the plane crash before it actually happened.

There goes your smooth transition to power.

I want a deal.

Call off the police and you've got one.

How about you?

Still feeling confident, Cabinet secretary?

I simply advise the prime minister

on constitutional matters.

I knew nothing about this.

I'm simply a politician.

Then tell the police not to fire.

I forgive you most things, I always will, but not this.

Not lies, treason, and cowardice.

- I'm not a coward. - Then you stop it.

You stop it now.

Do you remember when I was a child,

you said I was scared of everything.

Well, I was never scared when you were around,

but now you absolutely terrify me.

- Jocelyn. - Who are you calling?

Prime Minister, it's Myers.

You want more time to decide?

Let me speak to him.

We can negotiate some kind of-

No, no negotiations. Call them off.

For God's sake, his son's on that march.

It's over, Dad.

Prime minister.

There are provocateurs on the march

who's aim is to make the police open fire.

You must countermand any order that's given

or there'll be serious loss of life.

And I think these measures may not be the best way

to guarantee national security

given the state of the country.

Now where's Harry Pearce being held?

Thank you.

Jo, what's happening?

The police should have been told to stand down.

The prime minister's called a halt to this.

Standing down?

Ruth, the police are going mad.

I don't know what's going on.

There's chaos down there.

The PM's message is taking too long to filter through.

Keep trying the police.

I've gotta get the prisoners out.

Hang on, I've got Ros on the other line.

Adam, Collingwood's refusing to accept the climb down.

He's planning some kind of Valhalla at the detention center.

Ruth, get Seth down to the detention center.

- Everybody. - Right, go now.

- I want to stay here. - It's all over.

Those cowards, they pull back from the brink as usual.

I'll finish up here.

Go. You've done your duty.

Harry, can you hear me?

I'm gonna make sure that whoever follows me

and will defend this nation don't have to waste their time

dealing with people like you.

There'll always be somebody like me

in your way, Michael.

Secure him, then come in after me.

Suicide bomber is directly in front of you.

Prepare to fire.

He's approaching your position. Stand by.

On my orders.

Get orders to the armed police

to stand down now. - Please, they've got guns.

Harry. Harry.

Harry. Harry.

Harry!

The prime minister's son.

Get down, get down.

Cease fire. Hold your fire.

Go on, then. Shoot me.

- Harry. - Adam, we're in here.

Don't do it.

If you run now, you might save yourself.

No. Whatever you think is coming to the country,

and believe me, I share many of your fears,

doesn't have to be dealt with like this.

At least I shall never be accused of cowardice.

Adam.

Go on, then. Shoot me.

Stand down.

Response control.

Have you come to gloat?

No. Come to see if there's anything you need.

Your men, they'll be coming to remove my belt.

Is that what you want?

Yes. Leave me, leave me some dignity.

Let me, let me keep it.

Goodbye, Michael.

I have nothing now.

I'm finished.

Not professionally.

Listen, my recruiting policy sometimes raises eyebrows,

but I want you to stay and work with us.

Join my team.

What'll happen to my father?

It's not for me to say, but it doesn't help the country

to have big reprisals.

It'll be okay.

Your father will be all right.

Think about what we're offering.

Collingwood hanged himself with his own belt.

Why on earth didn't someone take it off him?

Somebody will certainly pay for the oversight.

We have something of a problem with the others.

What kind of problem?

What to do with them.

In the case of Millington, nothing.

We have him over a barrel,

which will prove it extremely useful.

And Taylor,

Taylor can go to Northern Ireland for all I care.

But not Myers.

I don't care what you charge him with,

tax evasion or something,

but he's not gonna get away with this.

He stepped back from the edge.

Not before he crippled me.

I've spoken to the doctors today.

They're a little more hopeful.

No impunity for Myers.

He stands trial, I mean it.

Oh look, there's the spaniel.

Shame they can't replace your spine with your tongue.

Are you in love with Ruth, Harry?

Do the words skating thin and ice mean anything to you?

I'm disabled. I'm allowed a special license.

Well, Ruth has many wonderful qualities.

That's not what I asked you.

It's the only answer you're getting.

She's in love with you.

- Is that so? - Yes.

Well, that's one to ponder.

Don't let this opportunity pass you by Harry.

Now go. Go.

I want to watch the PM address the nation.

For tonight, plumes of smoke rise over city,

police are still refusing to comment

on the shooting of on unarmed protestor.

The government has announced a cooling-off period

and agreed to delay the Special Measures

while the prime minister has been congratulated

by all sides of the House for his handling of the crisis.

You should get home.

I'm organizing Collin's memorial service

and I wondered if you do a reading.

Yes, of course. Anything in particular?

His favorite book was Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

That wouldn't really be appropriate.

I thought maybe this.

"Comrades mine and I in the midst,

and their memory ever to keep for the dead I loved so well."

It's Walt Whitman.

Yes, that would be perfect, I think.