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Correction is a method of real-time image manipulation

using the deployment of deepfake technology.

They kill people to protect it.

It's Yvonne, isn't it?

If there's anything I can do.

You can get the bastard who did it.

Thanks to the intervention of our US partners,

Operation Vanguard is now secure.

I stopped by the Commissioner's office this morning, handed in my 728.

- You're resigning. - Don't worry, Gemma.

I didn't give the real reason.

Isaac, the deal is still intact.

What deal?

Somebody got to you, didn't they?

And with power, you can do all the good you ever dreamt of.

I was with Isaac Turner,

he doesn't trust us and that is your fault!

Lower your tone.

I don't let anyone raise their voice at me off camera.

What am I looking at?

Stage Four stomach cancer.

- Hello? - Yeah, I need you to do something for me.

Look in the bathroom. There's a laptop.

Gregory Knox, I am arresting you

for obstructing a police officer.

What do you say?

You in?

Yes.

Shots fired.

Threat neutralized.

Target down. Repeat, target down.

Everything is falling perfectly into place.

Also present was Commander Hart and DSU Garland who stated there are up to

fifty operatives across the program.

The police, DCHQ, and the security...

also present was the Security Minister Isaac Turner...

this is DCI Rachel Carey... ...in place of hidden camera recording,

I'm filming this eyewitness testimony for my dossier...

...detailing the systematic, illegal practice

of video evidence tampering known as "Correction."

Let me ask you something.

You think a person can change?

I don't know if I do.

You told us you could change.

My British chums went for it.

Danny Hart.

Thinking with his famous hard-on.

Garland?

God only knows what she was thinking.

Me? I told them I'll believe it when I see it.

But as for you, Fast Track.

Boy, you better pray a person can change.

Your only hope of getting out of here alive depends on it.

- Hello? - Sorry for the unsociable hour.

The Empire's struck back.

Gill. The Home Sec that just won't die.

We need to regroup, respond. A car's on its way.

Uh, okay?

I mean, you heard the recording, right?

I have got him admitting he colluded with Aliza to

obstructed Victoria Bello's application.

And for that, I salute you, Isaac. But that alone is not a strategy.

It's time to launch, Operation: Kill Gill.

I'll bring pastries.

Any allergies?

Any? No. Um, Gregory? Is...

Is this safe?

I mean, us talking on the phone like this.

So long as it's me you're talking to, Isaac.

You're safe.

Face the camera.

Read the highlighted paragraph.

Aloud.

"I, Rachel Carey, understand..."

Oh, Colonel Kurtz. I said aloud.

"I, Rachel Carey,

"understand that I am currently within the legal jurisdiction

"of the United States of America.

"Whilst I remain within the legal jurisdiction

"of the United States of America,

"I am bound by the rules, regulations, and limitations

"of US Federal Law."

Strange.

Expecting others to obey your laws. While you break every last one of ours.

Oh, settle down, wild cat.

You already got one battle scar.

Why did you withhold this critical piece of intelligence?

A Russian State assassin, captured on camera,

and you didn't share it?

I'm not talking without a lawyer.

You're not under arrest.

Garland then.

Beg your pardon?

I want DSU Gemma Garland present at my interrogation.

I'm guessing she's in on this, too.

Right?

Sorry, kiddo.

Momma's not home.

Why don't you tell me exactly how you got a hold of this image?

I'd like to ask you the same thing.

I'd like to put a soaking cloth over your face between questions, but...

I'm exercising restraint.

Gregory Knox shared this with you, didn't he?

I strongly suggest you exercise some yourself.

But you already knew who the man behind the mask was.

Nikolai Mirsky, if that's his name.

Remember when we talked about change?

He's not a Russian National, is he?

Now would be a good time to start.

I'm going to say he worked for you.

Until he became a liability.

And you had his partner blow his brains out?

I mean, I try to do the right thing...

I do know what you're plotting with Gregory Knox,

- but I do hope it's worth it. - And for what?

A lot of people seem to be dying in the process.

- An entitled... - Edison Yao.

- ...Fast Track princess. - Joseph Mwangi.

- Yap-yap-yapping... - Jason McKenna.

- ...in my ears, who doesn't... - Lee Bradbury.

- ...know when to shut the fuck up! - Patrick Flynn.

Your boy had shitty luck. Saw something he shouldn't.

Happens.

But you on the other hand...

Well, you got all the luck in the world, didn't you?

Wearing a wire? Catching my boy on camera?

You should be lying in the morgue right next to him.

You would be too, if it wasn't for your fucking guardian angel.

Frank.

Operation Kill Gill. Phase two.

We need to put Isaac Turner in front of his biggest audience yet.

Take down the Home Secretary with the whole country watching.

Every public denial this doofus makes, the story grows bigger.

Meanwhile, Isaac Turner is simply trying to get on

with his important new schedule, promoting business schemes,

- opening war memorials... - Sports Initiatives?

Yes. But those pesky reporters won't stop badgering him about Rowan Gill.

In the public interest, you agree to an exclusive interview.

Look, I...

I don't wanna seem like I'm out for revenge.

I knew you'd get it.

Approximately one hour ago,

I was present at a briefing with Home Secretary Rowan Gill,

who I learned to have full knowledge of Correction,

and its use within the UK.

Also, present was Commander Hart and DSU Garland...

It appears somebody recently tried to wipe it all from your computer.

The laptop hidden in your bathroom.

But hadn't quite managed to delete it from the deleted folder.

- Rookie mistake. - Fucking Abigail.

I must say, I found it rather sweet,

your little journal.

Not quite Edward Snowden. More Adrian Mole.

And then I reminded myself that naivety and treachery

are not mutually exclusive.

Who else is involved?

In your plot.

Guv?

Yeah?

I think the SO15 contingent is seriously overdue a briefing.

I sent three armed units after the suspect vehicle last night.

Ten minutes later, we get "shots fired" over comms, and "target down."

And?

Between all three units, not one Firearms Officer claimed the kill.

What, you're questioning the Comms traffic?

I'm questioning everything after recent events.

Did we take down a suspect?

- Yes. - Is there a body?

There usually is, when someone's killed.

There was a lot of confusion in the vicinity, by all accounts.

There was a lot of confusion in the control room, Guv.

Disappearing vehicles. Sound familiar?

A major event in Operation Vanguard,

and not one of us had eyes on.

A bit of reassurance wouldn't go amiss.

From someone we can trust.

Cancel, cancel. Stand by.

Welcome to the nightmare that is Correction, Isaac.

Our enemies fake things which we can't deny.

There's a lot of information on this video file,

and I don't mean from Rowan Gill.

The resolution suggests the type of camera used more

by journalists than police.

So I ask you again, who else is involved?

- If Correction unravels, then... - Khadija Khan?

It's over, Rachel.

We have everything from your first transgression

to your most recent.

Not forgetting this little gem.

Patrick wasn't meant to be a target, though, was he?

After everything we've done for you,

this is how you repay us?

...British life for the sake of Correction.

And it wouldn't be the first time you failed to stop him!

- That is enough! - Hannah Roberts

was an enemy of the British State!

What did you expect?

You monitor me in my home.

- I beg your pardon? - Cameras in every room,

- watching me day and night! - Naturally, I can neither confirm

- nor deny any such operation. - In my bedroom!

- If you were under surveillance... - Watching me in bed!

- ...it's turned out to be justified. - I can't sleep!

You secretly recorded British Intelligence briefings!

I needed insurance!

What a crushing disappointment you are, Rachel.

After all the chances you've been given.

You kept me in the dark from the moment I joined the department.

Banishing me to mapping.

- What is it about your generation... - Keeping me under surveillance.

...that causes you to melt at the denial of instant gratification?

You were serving a penance.

You were supposed to be earning our trust.

I was impressed with you.

You saw this was all Frank Napier's doing.

Before me.

Before any of us.

You even managed to get the man to blurt out his culpability

right in front of you, even if it did mean

nearly getting your throat slit.

You're not bad, Rachel.

You've got the capacity for the work, all right.

And you want to squander it all...

so you can be some whistleblower?

And then what?

Go into hiding?

Take refuge in Russia for the rest of your life?

There were opportunities for you.

Still would be.

I mean, if I felt for a second I could trust you.

What does that mean?

Danny Hart's handed in his notice.

SO15 will need a new commander.

The new commander of SO15?

Me?

No. What?

Me.

But if I were to step into Danny Hart's shoes,

I'd need someone to step into mine.

You expect me to believe after all this, you'd want me on your team?

I should have known you'd fail to understand.

Well, forgive me, but I like my work a little less tainted

with murder and corruption.

Perhaps you're concussed.

You, Frank Napier, Gregory Knox.

I'm guessing you're all in on this together.

Gregory Knox is a scourge on human society.

He's everything that's wrong

with power, politics, and technology in the world today.

Then why are you protecting him?

You told me that I would see Correction used as a force for good.

I've seen it used to help people like Napier and Knox.

I was as appalled as you to discover Frank was involved in this.

But there's a difference between the aims of an operation

and the running of it.

Whatever it is, it makes you complicit in the murders of five innocent people.

I would never sanction the killing of a British national...

- Complicit in the cover-ups, then! - The two things are not the same!

Explain the difference to a judge!

You really want to know?

My intervention into this shit storm

prevented British killings, specifically...

yours.

Don't do it!

Everything all right?

You don't seem on the precipice of a new dawn.

Do you have it?

- We expecting a big suitcase? - It's locked.

Needs a code.

And you shall have it upon completion of your work.

The brains on your flooring

- not complete enough for you? - That isn't funny, Frank.

I've had nightmares. I thought you were coming to deal with her,

not settle your internal affairs in my corridors.

They're cleaning up, aren't they?

I've got journos sniffing around the building, and not the kind I like.

Rumours of another armed attack in London. The story needs wrapping up.

No loose threads.

Ma'am?

Again, I wouldn't expect you to understand.

Consider this the sort of thing you might learn from me,

if you could bear to give me your trust instead of constantly trying to betray me.

When the police uncover a conspiracy, they make arrests.

A spy flips it.

Keeps it running to their advantage.

I confirmed Frank Napier's involvement in this not 36 hours ago.

When he came to me in a sharing mood.

His gunmen were outside your flat, waiting for his order.

You caught one of them on camera,

of course you were going to be next on Frank Napier's kill list.

Until you stopped him?

Until I persuaded him to let me take the reins.

How did you...

Let's just say I mediated a crisis of moral leadership.

So...

I'm sorry if you disapprove of my joining the operation.

But if I hadn't...

The door to this opportunity will not stay open long, Rachel.

I suggest you take advantage before it shuts.

Give me everything you have on Correction,

tell me who you're working with,

then we'll find a way to move on.

And if I don't?

Oh, dear, oh, dear.

I thought you might ask that.

Phillips?

I'd brace yourself for this, if I were you.

Simone Turner is at Security.

Why? Isaac's not here.

- She's asking for you. - Okay.

I wonder if you'd be quite so determined to fight Correction

if you saw what it was capable of.

I, Rachel Carey,

I'm currently within the legal jurisdiction

of the Russian Federation.

I have been offered safe harbour by the Russian state,

and I have accepted.

Make that safe harbour and protection.

I have been offered safe harbour and protection by the Russian state,

and I have accepted.

- Gratefully accepted? - Sounds good to me.

And I have gratefully accepted.

This is the program used on Isaac Turner.

I forgot to mention the other perk of joining the operation.

I have control of the kit.

Do you feel guilty for your betrayal, DCI Carey?

I do.

I deeply, deeply regret what I've done.

You can't win, Rachel.

Surely, you can see that.

Have you read the Home Office Whistleblower's claims, Mr. Turner?

Ha. You know, Ralph, today is meant to be about these young people,

uh, trying to achieve their goals.

Yeah!

- Well done! - Okay, fine people of the press.

If you'd care to decamp to the hospitality suite,

Mr. Turner will join presently to answer any related questions you have.

Let's keep them related, please. Alrighty.

My darling?

You okay? What are you...

Wait, how... how did you even know I'd be here?

You've been tweeting about it all morning.

- Uh, what's up? - I went to see Aliza.

Aliza? Why did you do that?

I thought I might get somewhere.

Somewhere with?

The question no one seems inclined to answer.

We good?

Uh, just a second.

If Victoria Bello was lying,

why was her application obstructed by the Home Office?

Oh, right. Uh, you know, I've actually been looking into that.

I... I managed to collar the Home Secretary

- about it myself. - You can stop, Isaac.

Aliza obviously knows you better than I do.

It seems the whole of Westminster does.

- Simmy... - Why did they assume it was true?

Uh, probably because they judge me by the same pathetically low standards

as the rest of them.

The Palace of Westminster is basically a mid-life crisis support centre.

- Uh, I was away from home... - Go on.

You know, I was away from home, it was an emotional time.

- She... - She's a good-looking girl.

Yeah, I suppose? Woman.

You were in a mood with me.

I was in a mood? It was my mother's funeral.

Yes, I was upset. I... I needed support.

And Victoria Bello gave you some?

No.

Swear on the children.

Swe... What?

I need to shake this lingering doubt, Isaac.

You know, I am in the middle of a press conference.

Swear on the children, none of it's true.

It...

Okay, okay.

Uh, I swear. I swear on the children.

On us. On everything I hold dear.

Victoria Bello's claim was false. Her son's not mine.

Obviously.

You didn't submit a sample, did you?

For the paternity test.

It's a simple question, Isaac. Did you submit a sample of your DNA?

No.

So they faked the result on TV like you said they would.

No, the... the result was negative.

A fake result would have been positive.

So, it's only fake if you disagree with it?

Look, I'm not the father of that kid, Simone.

Everyone knows that.

Everyone knows it because it's on the news.

- Yes. - You told me not to trust the news.

How we doing, guys?

Okay, you... you can trust the news, Simone.

Why would you say I couldn't?

I... I... I was confused.

- Confused? - Need another minute?

What about those racial profiling comments?

Okay.

- What about them? - Were you confused then?

- Uh, yeah, I mean, yes. - Confused when you made them,

or confused when you told me you didn't make them?

Jesus, Isaac, do you even know?

The... the confusion is pretty non-fucking-stop, Simone.

But now? Now? Things are good. Things are going our way.

So you don't need to keep asking questions and picking everything apart.

Oh, but I do, Isaac. Because I need to get to the truth!

And right now, I'm nowhere fucking near it!

How do I know nothing happened between you and that woman?

Because you just heard me swear it on our kids' lives!

That's... that's not quite what you said, though, is it?

What?

You thought I wouldn't notice?

Oh, my... You... you have lost me.

- Do you think I'm stupid? - No.

I've been around politicians too long.

Okay. What did I say then?

You said Victoria Bello's claim was untrue.

- Yes. - And that her son's not yours.

- Which he isn't. - But you didn't say nothing happened.

How do you know her son's not yours, Isaac?

If there's no paternity test.

Is it because you didn't fuck her, or because you used protection?

- Uh, Isaac? - Just fucking wait!

No, it's okay. I came for the truth.

- I think I've seen it. - Simone.

No. You know...

You know, condoms aren't 100 percent.

Do you realize that?

Isaac Turner and I

discovered a shared interest in exposing Correction.

An interest the MP no longer appears to share.

Khadija Khan became aware of Correction after the hack on the studio.

Because you enlightened her.

I saw an ally in blowing the whistle. Yes, ma'am.

Does Khan have your dossier?

No. Sir.

I was concerned she'd broadcast before I'd gained enough evidence.

I decided not share it.

She knows about Correction.

- I mean... - What?

All Khadija Khan seems to care about is Khadija Khan.

Getting her claws into the next exclusive.

She knew that interview with Victoria Bello

would mean losing Isaac's trust, she couldn't help herself.

Isaac Turner doesn't trust Khan?

Um...

There's something else, ma'am.

You'll find copies of all the files in my dossier on SD cards

hidden beneath the radio in my car.

- Gem. - Anthony.

I'm calling for a favour.

All right. Well, you know me.

You're retiring, I hear.

Spend more time with the family or can't take any more guilt?

We need you to provide a statement.

About the dossier?

About Vanguard.

As sole witness to last night's events, your testimony is critical.

You were following up on a routine enquiry

at the offices of Truro Analytics when you became aware

of intruders in the building.

Your priority then became the safety of their assumed targets,

Mr. Gregory Knox.

Shortly after securing Mr. Knox in his office,

armed support arrived to neutralize the threat.

Due to their ongoing deployment on covert operations,

the identities of the Armed Officers will be redacted from your report.

However, you can confirm the identity of the man fatally wounded at the scene,

I said of Nikolai Mirsky.

A Russian national, and the prime suspect

in the murders of Edison Yao, Joseph Mwangi,

Jason McKenna, Lee Bradbury,

and Patrick Flynn.

Surprised you didn't just fake the signature.

You're not concerned about the fallout from Moscow?

Moscow will deny it, but they won't disprove it.

They prefer it that way. No one knows what to believe.

Sir, I understand that you are asking me to comply with a false flag op,

to protect Frank Napier and Gregory Knox.

I just...

I'd just like to know why.

Can you believe that prick?

Hands me the drive, tells me I gotta wait for the code.

- Yes, I can believe it. - Get me into this.

Knox is the prick?

You're kind of hard to get rid of, aren't you?

Like a stubborn turd, just won't flush.

Why don't you brief Rachel on the contents of that drive?

Is that in order?

Yeah.

Greg Knox may be a piece of shit, but he crunches data

for every Big Tech company that matters.

You know how long we've been trying to make a deal

with somebody like that?

What kind of deal?

I helped him be puppet master to his politician.

For that, he gave me the secret weapon.

Truro's algorithm.

Access to almost three billion social media accounts, worldwide.

So, you can track the activity of just about anyone?

Not track.

Predict.

The algorithm calculates behaviour.

Right down to how suggestible a guy is to changing his toothpaste,

or who he's gonna vote for.

It can also predict how prone he is to dissent.

Anyone, from Bangkok to Mexico City, to Portland, Oregon,

even thinks about subversion?

We'll know about it.

Not if we can't access the program, it's not.

What am I looking at?

Well, you're looking at it. I just can't transfer it.

You mean you can get into the BBC, but you can't hack into this?

This has an AES 256 bit cypher.

I can hack it,

if you want to lose data.

Why won't Knox give you the code?

He's not happy with the work.

The carnage.

The trail of bodies.

He's concerned it might all lead back to him. Right?

Right.

He'll give me the code when everybody's looking the other way.

East.

Good work, Rachel.

A landmark move for global security.

If not democracy.

Have you forgotten already?

What did I teach you about flipping an operation to our advantage?

The room's yours, Todd.

Rachel and I are stepping out for a while.

Where are we going, ma'am?

You heard Frank.

Gregory Knox is trying to plant a politician who answers to big tech.

We are going to stop him.

Can I get a very weak Earl Grey with lots of milk?

How's the all-seeing AI, Gregory?

The great and powerful program.

- Is there a problem? - Uh, slight problem, yes.

It seems I've hit a slight bump in the road

that your algorithm failed to predict.

Simone says she's going to fucking leave me!

- Already? - What?

Oh, right.

- Wow. - Are you... you...

You don't seem too alarmed.

I can't imagine your algorithm's going to love my chances of success

if I end up getting divorced.

You can never second guess that thing.

I... So what?

We might not have a problem if Simone does, in fact, leave me?

Not necessarily.

- You knew. - Mm?

You knew... You... you... You knew.

You knew dragging Victoria Bello out of the woodwork

would destroy our marriage.

No! I knew it... it might.

It... What the fuck?

Isaac, you told us when we first met you wanted to get to the top.

- Not if it meant losing my family! - You didn't stipulate that.

I... Are you insane?

I'm sorry, Isaac. But the program just doesn't see you with Simone.

A significant percentage of the electorate

perceives your marriage as somewhat strategic.

And they don't like it.

Do you really think it's the first time I've heard that?

That I married Simone to climb the ladder?

I've had it thrown at me for 13 years.

So, if you really think I'm going to give in to it now,

you and your algorithm can both go fuck yourselves.

- It's bullshit! - It's what people think.

Then why don't you change what they think? I thought that was your job?

My job is to get you into power.

Your job is to change the world when you get there.

Ah, gentlemen!

Guess which swinging dick of broadcasting I just got off the phone to?

Anthony Reed, OBE.

He's offering an exclusive interview Thursday night, 8:00 p.m., BBC One.

Shall we pencil it?

What about the boy?

The boy?

Amandi?

Victoria's son?

Seeing as you seem to know so much, I thought you might oblige me?

What about?

I...

Is he?

Yours?

Heavens. I have no idea.

There are some details, Isaac, even I'm not privy to.

Weak Earl Grey with lots of milk.

Ah, perfect.

Uh, are we...

Meeting Khadija Khan.

If you're hoping to flip Khadija, ma'am, I'm the wrong person to take with you.

We didn't end on good terms.

I know.

I deployed someone to keep track of your movements while Vanguard was down.

I imagine this is going to be pretty awkward for you, huh?

I find myself with a problem.

Some highly classified intelligence has recently been disclosed to you.

I trust DCI Carey's presence leaves you in no doubt

as to what intelligence I am referring.

As DCI Carey will confirm, this serious breach

coincided with a period of personal difficulty for the detective,

which, she now recognizes, impacted negatively

on her mental health and well-being,

in particular, her behaviour in the workplace.

Forgive me if I'm speaking out of turn.

No. I can confirm all of that.

Explains the public outburst.

Last person who yelled at me like that is now editing The One Show.

So, I realized I need something solid on the table

if I'm to earn your co-operation.

The service has long enjoyed a mutually beneficial relationship

with one trusted individual inside this organization.

The incumbent isn't getting any younger.

Anthony Reed? He's a fucking spook?

In some ways, you're better informed than him already.

And I'll wager we can agree on one operational goal

in the immediate term.

Sorry. Are you tapping me up?

There's no official contract, no financial agreement.

Your reward will be doing your bit for National Security,

and in the bountiful source of information

that will become available to you

from the all seeing eye of British intelligence,

directly and exclusively

to you.

What operational goal?

Today brings to an end a highly sophisticated campaign

of targeted gun violence

that has gripped Counter Terrorism Command for six long days.

A devastating campaign that has claimed the lives

of five innocent victims,

three of which were serving police officers.

The manhunt was concluded in a stand-off during which

a 39-year-old white male was fatally wounded by firearms officers.

The identity of the individual has been confirmed as Nikolai Mirsky,

a Russian national, and the prime suspect in our investigation.

Our assessment of the motive for these attacks continues.

But the evidence overwhelmingly indicates

the involvement of agents of a foreign state.

I would like to pay a heartfelt tribute

to those officers who made the ultimate sacrifice.

Giving up their lives,

in the service of protecting ours.

I did say you should give her a call.

You did, ma'am. Yes.

It's Rachel, isn't it?

Yvonne. I'm so, so sorry for your loss.

They told me you were there. When it happened.

Uh, I was the first to reach the ward on the night of the attack.

But by the time I got to Patrick...

I'm not talking about Patrick.

I'm talking about the Russian.

You were there when they killed him?

Yes.

Thank you.

You're coming down the Crown, Carey.

You're not putting your hand in your pocket all night.

- I don't think so. - You're the hero of Vanguard.

We're not going without you.

Perhaps you ought to.

Hero.

Abi.

I was seriously thinking about checking the news

to see if you'd been found in a ditch somewhere.

Sorry. Shit sister.

Was that all right the other day?

The laptop.

Did I do it right?

Yeah, Abi.

You did it just right.

Should he stay or should he go?

As Gill fights for his political life,

the Security Minister who saw the Home Office crisis from inside,

could deliver the decisive blow.

Join me, for an Exclusive Interview with Isaac Turner, tonight.

Live, on BBC One.

"Home Office. Home truths."

Right. So first hand knowledge,

Gill obstructed Victoria Bello's application,

fast-tracked his housekeeper's visa,

his wife's cousin's passport application.

Yes, I know, Rhys. We've been over this.

Well, Gregory would like us to run over it again.

Where's Reed?

Oh, shit. "Apologies for the hold up, nanoseconds away. Anthony."

We're, uh, ready to line up when you are, Mr. Turner.

- Here's some water, Mr. Turner. - Thank you.

Just gonna mic you up.

- Intercept in six minutes. - Camera feed secure.

Video capture in progress.

Bring it up.

I still remember my first time.

Can I just check the level on that mic?

What did you have for breakfast?

Uh, eggs, toast, coffee, caviar.

Where... where... where is Reed?

Zac! Catch me. I'm parachuting in.

You're... you're not Anthony Reed.

Thanks. You're not Prince Andrew,

but we play the hands we're dealt.

Anthony sends his apologies. Family matter.

I have my theories.

Bollocks. I'm putting it.

- Come on. Let's go. - What? Why?

I... I should really call the office.

No, you don't need to call the office. I'm pulling it.

The interview's been trailed, mate.

Not with her asking the questions, it hasn't.

Isaac...

Isaac, you really want to make this decision, unilaterally?

Rhys, remind me, who d'you work for?

Don't worry, it's not a trick question. Or a difficult one.

You work for me. But if you'd rather work for someone else,

please, by all means, fuck off!

Isaac...

Camera check. Set.

Strike this please, Mel.

Thank you. Water. Can you get her mic'd up?

- Yeah. Hi. - Hello.

Intercept in four minutes.

Come right in. Right over here.

Digital asset, rendering.

- Millie? - Yeah.

Do you have that mirror, please?

Check the batteries on that. Yeah. Good.

Where... where... where is Reed?

What did you have for breakfast, Khadija?

I had some porridge.

- Bollocks. I'm pulling it. - Got enough?

More than enough.

Digital asset standing by.

Hello.

So, listen, I... I've pulled the interview.

- What? - Twenty seconds to transmission.

Deploy the asset.

Asset deployed. Asset deployed.

Time for some "Home Truths" now on BBC One.

In an update to our advertised program...

Anthony Reed never showed.

Khadija Khan turned up at the last minute, something's not quite right.

Exclusive live interview with the MP on everybody's mind.

You pulled the interview?

Yes, I walked.

The truth is coming.

And when it comes, you'll know about it, believe me.

If proof were ever needed that a week is a long time in politics,

hit replay on Zac Turner's.

In just seven days,

- the former Security Minister... - Sixty seconds to intercept.

- ...has been sacked... - Sixty seconds to intercept.

- for explosive comments and embroiled in - Digital asset standing by.

...a Home Office scandal worthy of soap opera.

- We don't have to... - No, no, it's fine.

The latest twist has seen Zac strike back

with the help of a Home Office Whistleblower

and a dossier of dirt on his former boss, Rowan Gill.

- Mother fuck you all. - Tonight,

in an Exclusive interview live from London,

we hear from Isaac Turner himself...

- Thirty seconds to intercept. - Eyeline check.

...about the most controversial week of his career,

his own political ambitions...

Khadija?

And who he believes should take the hit.

- How's that? - Eyeline set.

Clear frame, clear frame.

...for the crisis at the Home Office.

I hope you know what you're doing.

Look, I'm heading back to you right now. But listen, the two of us need to talk.

Intercept in six, five, four...

Things have got to be different.

Okay, from now on, I want to be involved in every decision.

Okay?

Gregory?

You walked?

Yes.

Intercept is live, intercept is live.

Was the wrong man fired from the Home Office this week?

If you're referring to my erstwhile colleague, the Home Secretary,

that's not my call to make. I'm not the Prime Minister.

But if the rumours in Westminster are to be believed, you'd like to be?

In Westminster, that's a big if.

That's not a denial, then?

Well, after the week I've had, Khadija,

I think it would be unwise for me to launch a bid for number ten.

Gregory. Hello?

Just the Home Office.

Who is this?

What?

Gregory. It's...

It's me.

You said no more deepfakes!

Britain deserves a Home Office that's fit for purpose.

I tried to stop. I really tried.

Is it fucking him?

Is what fucking him?

Britain deserves a Home Secretary who's up to the job.

- I... I don't know what this is. - Wait!

And by up to the job, I don't mean scurrying around SW1A,

getting caught up in allegations of misconduct.

He's doing okay.

I mean, rising above the Westminster bubble

to confront every threat to British democracy, head on.

But Greg... Gregory, it's not him.

Uh, uh, excuse me? Can you turn around?

I need to go back to the hotel.

Huh...

Hello? Excuse... excuse me?

Driver? Hello?

Are you suggesting there are threats

to British democracy not being confronted?

I'm not suggesting it, Khadija. I'm saying it loud and clear.

Can you indicate the nature of some of those threats?

In two words?

Big Tech.

- What? - Big Tech?

Whatever Gregory Knox is paying you,

it's not gonna be worth the hell, I'm going to unleash.

Now, turn this fucking car around!

Look, we all know the extent to which technology and social media

has infiltrated our daily lives.

It's in our homes. It's on our screens.

It's got our children hooked.

I dare say I'm not the only dad in this country

who regrets giving in to their daughter's demands for a smartphone.

Nice detail.

But it's also infiltrated our political systems.

Not just in Britain, but around the world.

Infiltrated how?

By harvesting our data without our consent

and using it to interfere with elections, referendums, political campaigns.

You're saying that tech corporations

are meddling in UK Politics, directly?

Well, not directly.

The dirty work tends to be done by Data Analytics companies,

- outside of Silicon Valley. - Shit!

Here in the UK, for instance?

I... I can think of one such example here in the UK, yes.

Please leave your message after the tone.

Frank, is this you?

What the fuck are you doing to me?

How much of this is illegal?

Well, you've seen how nimble these guys can be

when it comes to dancing around tax laws.

Clearly, Khadija, if a plot

to affect British democracy was directed by a member of a foreign state,

that's a serious international incident.

If a British national's found to have colluded in such an attempt?

That's treason.

Holy shit.

Is he fleeing already?

My money's on Ecuador.

Do you see any hope of holding them to account?

Not as things stand.

Tech giants behave as if their untouchable

- and Britain needs a Home Secretary... - Excuse me.

...and a Prime Minister who isn't afraid to tell them otherwise.

What do you mean, none? How is that possible?

We knew it was going to be inconclusive

until we received the results of the biopsy.

So, from riddled to all clear?

I agree, it's unusual.

Uh, CT imaging throws up anomalies from time to time.

But rarely this inconsistent.

- You'll have to come here for a biopsy. - Wait a second.

These, uh, these images you've been showing me,

black tar covering all my internal organs?

Did you receive those electronically?

Uh, it's all electronic.

By email?

Uploaded to the hospital servers.

I... I get it from there.

Motherfucker.

Alarmingly, the tech industry has done absolutely nothing

to combat the issue of election interference.

And frankly, one has to ask why?

In fact, one has to wonder

what size corporations have to gain from meddling in...

If I'm not mistaken, DCI Carey, you appear to be enjoying this.

Gregory Knox's plan has been sabotaged.

An attack on British democracy has been averted.

Thanks to your work in particular,

DS Flynn's family feel a strong sense of justice for Patrick.

You're starting to see the potential for good

in this strange little program we call Correction?

Frank.

You okay?

Never better.

Fit as a mule, apparently.

I mean, the doctor says I may be looking at a benign stomach ulcer, but...

- You mean... - Huh?

Biopsy report came back.

I don't have cancer.

But that's incredible.

It is incredible.

When you consider that just the other day,

my CT scan indicated I was riddled with it.

Well, that doesn't make sense.

That's right after I told you how sick I was.

You need to go in for some more tests.

- What the fuck did you do? - What did I do?

Don't fucking lie to me.

Frank, I have no idea what you're talking about.

I know you're behind this.

- You're obviously very upset. - All of that talk about redemption?

About Sunday School?

You wanted my fucking Op, didn't you?

Well, something had to be done after the shit shower you made of it!

Are you out of your fucking mind? You hacked my medical records?

Don't you hate it when Mum and Dad argue?

Think about it, you're not dying!

Don't worry, I got you.

This is good news, Frank! You're not dying!

- It's good news! - Do you have any idea

what I've been through?

- I was up on the roof. - You what?

I was looking right down into the traffic! I could've jumped!

But obviously, Khadija, there are...

other ways which the government has failed us.

What other ways?

- That would've been deeply regrettable. - Many people will be aware...

Regrettable?

I would have been tomato bisque on the sidewalk! Are you fucking nuts?

- Wait! - What they do not know is the extent

- to which deepfake technology... - What?

...has already pervaded our society.

In what sense?

The truth is deepfakes have been deployed

by the British authorities for a number of years now...

- What's this? - ...in ways that threaten

our core values of democracy,

- liberty, rule of law. - What is this?

Mister Turner, you have to admit

that the idea of the British authorities...

- This is not in the script. - ...sounds like the sort of fake new...

This is not the script. This... this operation has been compromised.

Compromised? Fuck you talking about?

- It's the transcript you gave. - No, it isn't.

- Khadija, wrap it up. - Did you switch the script?

- No. No, of course... - Khadija, wrap it up.

- Wrap it up. - Deepfakes have been deployed?

Khadija, wrap it up!

- She can't hear you. - If I ever fortunate

- enough... - Unless she's in on it.

Shut the whole thing down.

- I can't get in. - The asset or the transmission?

Everything. Everything!

Ma'am, you can't cut the broadcast.

Right now, he's just a politician with a conspiracy theory.

You shut it down, everyone will believe him.

She's got a point.

Does she?

Mr. Turner, deepfakes have been deployed in what way?

They call it Correction.

It's a method of real-time video manipulation,

using the disruption of camera feeds

and the deployment of deepfake technology.

Who do you mean by "they"?

Members of our own Intelligence Services, our government,

and the police.

But, Mr. Turner, to be clear, you're asserting

that there's some sort of program within British Intelligence

to create fake video footage?

Well, let's say they have intel of a terrorist plot,

but the evidence against the suspects is insufficient.

They make up incriminating footage?

Well, they would say they turned intelligence into evidence.

- Rachel Carey. - This is a serious accusation.

You are under arrest for Breach of the Official Secrets Act.

It's a serious problem.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention when questioned.

I'm sorry, ma'am, but you're currently within the legal jurisdiction

of the United States of America.

- So there can be justification... - Frank!

Whilst you remain within the legal jurisdiction...

- You don't have power of arrest. - ...of the United States of America,

you must abide by the rules, regulations, and limitations of US Federal Law.

- Frank! - Will you shut the fuck up?

Now, if you excuse me, I know how this ends.

Frank, please detain DCI Carey.

I have reason to suspect she's involved in subversive action against the State.

Not my State.

He hasn't said anything about the US.

Frank? Help, for crying out loud!

She gives me cancer, then she asks for my help?

The moment you set foot outside this building,

you are eligible for arrest!

As we all are...

ma'am.

Rachel.

Listen!

You don't know what you've done.

I know one thing.

Patrick Flynn hated Correction.

And this so-called "Correction"...

- "Correction" program. - "Correction" program.

When were you made aware of it?

When I became a victim of it.

A victim?

People may have noticed there have been a number of things

I've said out of character, recently.

Absurd ideas I would never advocate, racial profiling for example.

Are you suggesting it wasn't you who made those comments?

No, I'm not suggesting it, Khadija, I'm saying it loud and clear.

Mister Turner, you have to admit that the idea of...

I always knew you were destined for greatness.

...creating false evidence, sounds like

- One way or another. - ...the kind of fake news...

you were railing against a moment ago.

You should get down there. You're missing the best bit.

You're not worried people will think

this is some outlandish conspiracy theory?

People should question it.

We need to challenge everything we're told and question everything we see.

We need to ask, of every voice, on every recording,

of every image, on every screen,

"How do we know this is real?"

This interview, for example.

It purports to be a live broadcast.

- It is a light broadcast. - Can you prove it?

Well, I can go online, show the latest news headlines.

All right, now you're getting somewhere.

- But what about me? - What about you?

Well, I look like Isaac Turner. I sound like Isaac Turner.

How do we know I'm the real deal?

Who's to say the real Isaac Turner

isn't in a car right now,

on his way to Piccadilly Circus?

Who's to say the cameras filming this interview

haven't been hacked?

Who's to say, Isaac Turner's image hasn't been captured,

animated by Artificial Intelligence?

Who's to say since the very start of this interview

while you believed you were watching Isaac Turner,

you were in fact, watching me, a deepfake.

It's impossible to say.

Unless of course you happen to be in Piccadilly Circus right now,

and you can see Isaac Turner with your own eyes,

then perhaps you can.

If you are in or near Piccadilly Circus,

look around you.

Take out your phones and start filming.

Hopefully, together, we can shine a light on the challenges we face

surrounding deepfakes.

And hopefully, we can begin to raise awareness

of the illegal practice of Correction.

Because only by bringing this conspiracy out into the open,

can we hope to confront it.

As you can see, I'm not in the studio with Isaac Turner MP.

Mr. Turner is in Piccadilly Circus,

graciously playing his part in our, hopefully, eye-opening stunt.

You have indeed been watching a deepfake interview.

But the alarming practice of Correction described in it, is very much real.

Working with a team of brave Whistleblowers

from the heart of British Intelligence,

The BBC has obtained evidence

that knowledge of the so-called "Correction Program"

extends across multiple UK Intelligence Agencies

and to senior members of the British Government.

In a series of exclusive reports, starting tonight, we will be examining

these alarming revelations in detail.

We will be sharing the evidence obtained by the BBC,

and finally, we will be confronting those ultimately responsible.