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This is how you escaped the QEII
building, after you assassinated
Isaac Turner. Yes.

What's your real name?
I'm Captain William Walker,
United Kingdom Special Forces.

The Increment?

Is Simon your commanding officer?
You could say that.

I'm here to see Simon.

Is he here?
Right in front of you.

You're using AI to support Ops?

Support, map,

execute, command.

Why did you fall out of favour
with your squadron?

Argh!
Back there at the warehouse,

I was under duress,
vulnerable to compromise.

Who do you work for?

Simon flicked my kill switch.
LONG BEEP

We need a new head of SO15.

Ah. We're going to have to
go back to Rachel Carey

with our tail between our legs.

NEWS REPORT: The truth about
Correction may finally be coming.

When did you first become aware
of the Correction programme?

There are files in the archive
on James Whitlock.

About our former friend, MI5.

Gemma Garland's coming in?

Give her access to the archives.

You got nothing on me
in Abbot's Cliff.

No bullets because there
weren't any bullets to find.

According to SOCOs,
Whitlock's rifle was not loaded.

Panic over. Figured out how to
have the podium on the right

and the Carey Cam in the middle.

My team know what they're doing.

Why compromise the tech when you
can compromise the technicians?

Isaac Turner was not my only target.

They were never planning
to kill you, Rachel.

They were planning to
kill your reputation.

Who knows how long I've got left?

I'll spend it helping you expose my
squadron for what they've become.

You brought down Correction.

If anyone can bring down
the Increment, it's you.

Right, who wants to go first?

Well, as it's my gaff...

Was killing the Home Secretary
your primary objective

or was there more to the operation?

There's always more
to the operation.

You might need to
wind in your expectations.

He only knows
one layer of the operation -

his.

How useful an asset is he, Rachel?

If I had to guess...

..why Turner was targeted...

..the algorithm predicted he'd start
a war with Russia if he became PM.

Or not start a war with Russia.

Whichever wasn't cool with
the complex at the time.

The complex?

Military...

..industrial.

I want to know why they're
trying to frame Whitlock.

There's plenty more credible
gun nuts out there. Why choose him?

I wish I knew.

As Rachel will tell you...

Yeah, you're a cog. We know.

Forgive me, but would it
not be quicker

for you to brief us
about James Whitlock?

My thoughts exactly.
Your department, your watch.

Not that you'd know it
from the report.

The heavily redacted report.

Got to be worse than
the shit you've got on me.

There's no danger of that, Rachel.

No danger at all.

It's your past case,
it's your problem.

As long as it doesn't
get in the way of mine.

Whatever it is, we are
releasing Whitlock tomorrow.

Your friend doesn't like me.

My number is the only one saved,
in case you need to reach me.

Is there, erm, anyone you'd like
us to contact on your behalf?

You mentioned your...

..girls? Or was that just...?

Part of the legend.

Commander Noah Pierson
is married with two daughters.

Dogs? Dogs, cats, goldfish...

The dream.

And William Walker?

Never found the time.

Helping expose the Increment,

you're doing a good thing, William.

Enough to atone for
all the shitty things?

Someone will come and bring you
the basic essentials in the morning.

Toiletries, clothes...

That bad?

None of us smells like roses.

Didn't like to say.

Hey...

What happens in the tunnels,
stays in the tunnels.

Get some sleep.

No.

No?

I'm sorry, sir.

I can't accept the position.

What do you want, Rachel?

Autonomy.

I want the freedom to
run my investigations as I see fit.

I want security clearance sign-off.

Just wait here, please.

I want operational control
of SO15 without oversight.

Anything else?

Yes.

Keeping corruption out of this
department will take commitment.

I'll need a five-year contract,
minimum.

Five years? One year...
Five years, non-negotiable.

Three. Done.

Finally... There's more? My title.

This department needs a commander,
not an acting one.

I'm surprised you haven't
asked for my parking space.

I wouldn't take
anything for granted, sir.

NEWS REPORT: In breaking news,

the man arrested
on suspicion of the murder

of British Home Secretary Isaac
Turner has been released on bail.

Our political correspondent,
Natasha Hayes, is in Central London.

Natasha?

Khadija, good morning. I'm here
outside Counter Terrorism Command

where Mr Whitlock is expected to
be released from custody shortly.

Police say they are following

a new and highly significant lead
in the investigation

into the killing of
Home Secretary Isaac Turner,

which has shocked not just
the nation, but the world.

In releasing Whitlock,

the police now have a lot
of questions to answer...

Right, keep your head down, Jamie.
Keep moving.

Oh, with me. With me.
Mr Whitlock, if you didn't kill

the Home Secretary, who did?

Yeah, listen. This ain't the first
time police have stitched me up.

This time I'm going to sue them
for defamation of character.

And if I find out that firearms
officers have hurt my kids,

or my dog,
I'll be taking them to court.

They've harassed me for years.

Stand by for executive action.

Sir.

With Isaac Turner's
tragic and untimely passing,

the public inquiry he called for
has been denied his testimony.

Now, I believe the best way
to honour Mr Turner

is to persist with this inquiry
without delay and get to the truth.

Hear, hear, Lord Frederickson.
I wouldn't change a word of that.

Isaac and I may have had
our differences...

Sir Rowan Gill,

Isaac Turner's predecessor,

you served as British Home Secretary
for three and a half years...

..a period in which
the Home Office suffered its worst

reputational drubbing
since its inception.

I hope you'll be more forthcoming

than your police counterparts
have been thus far.

Ask me anything you wish,
Lord Frederickson,

and I shall answer to
the best of my ability...

You will answer to the best
of your knowledge, Sir Rowan.

I stand corrected.
MUTTERING

When did you first become aware
of deepfake evidence tampering,

Sir Rowan?
Do you mean Correction?

Erm...

About a week into the job.

APPLAUSE

Congratulations, Commander Carey!

Well done, Rachel!

Ma'am?
I've got a lot to brief you on.

Yes, ma'am.
Yeah, I'll rally the troops.

No. Just you two.

Ma'am...

We should've given you
the benefit of the doubt.

Yeah.
Sorry is what we're trying to say.

It's understandable, given
the evidence to the contrary.

Coal Drops Yard.

Rachel? What is it?

The inquiry...

It's blowing up.

TV: Once the footage was corrected
it was planted for somebody to find.

An unsuspecting lower-ranking
detective, typically.

You know, a cog.

I'm interested in those who were
well aware of what they were doing.

Who else had knowledge
of the Correction programme?

I only ever met one individual
directly involved with

the Correction programme.
One operative? From the police?

And this is where it gets sticky.

"Sticky"?

Well, they were in the police,

but they were also working for,
erm, a different entity.

A spy? Uh, a plant?

Again, sticky.

To be clear, Sir Rowan,
you are talking about someone

who posed as a police detective,
but worked for British intelligence?

And to be clear, Lord Frederickson,

I am talking about the woman
who ran the Correction programme.

How many female officers in SO15?
200?

Three? Tash? Get your crew
down to Parliament Square.

I need you to get together
an OB from the inquiry.

The mystery female spy? On it.
Let's go.

You say she ran the programme.
Can you give me her name?

Not without breaching
the Official Secrets Act.

Then invite her to make herself
available to this committee

at the earliest opportunity.

And I would advise her
this public inquiry has a mandate

to compel witnesses
to testify under oath.

You must do as you see fit,
Lord Frederickson.

However, I would like to make clear
that I have nothing but respect

for the individual in question.

A profoundly loyal spy,

who has spent her life defending
her country, till the end.

Now, a spy of such integrity, it's
like a...a rare or precious stone.

An emerald...

..or a gem.

"Gem"?

MOBILE VIBRATES

DI Latif has command of the room.

Khadija?

Is it her?

The spook you brought sniffing
around our studios last year?

DSU Garland?

Gemma Garland, wasn't it?

Rowan Gill practically said it.

Friends, Khadija?

Friends? Yeah, of course!

Look, obviously,
I can't confirm or deny,

and obviously this
is off the record.

Gemma Garland is being set up.

I thought you'd be glad
to see her testify.

Isn't that what you wanted?
Well, not in this way.

There is no way that Rowan Gill

was the only
government minister involved,

and there is no way that
those higher up in MI5

did not know about it.

Members of the British state
trying to bury the deepfake scandal.

That is the story, Khadija.

Not a bad headline.

Congrats on the top job, by the way.

But don't start getting ideas
above your station.

I'll decide what the story is.

Khadija...
DISCONNECT BEEPS

SHE SIGHS
It's her.

But it's off the record.

Ah, Rachel! Can I have a moment?
No.

I think you might
find it relevant...

..as someone who is interested
in stamping out corruption.

You...you were right.

Pierson's security vetting
was...irregular.

Yates leant on me to bend the rules.
I was told it was a timescale issue.

I'm going to go to the PCC
with everything I've got.

Are you with me?

What have you got?

A time-line of Pierson's
compromised security vetting,

video files of his suspected
deepfake interview.

Copy everything,

but we need to aim higher than
the Police Complaints Commission.

I want arrests.

Are you with me?

Commander.

Why are you doing this to me?

I did everything you asked.

You promised me that would be it!

You said I'd never
hear from you again.

Stuff happens, Paige.

Things change.
We adapt and evolve.

Yeah, but you just...
You can't message me here!

Do you know how many fucking cameras
there are in this place?!

Can you talk?
I'm in the toilets.

Use the flush.

What? Sound cover.

FLUSHING

Just... Do you know how bad
this is for my mental health?

Deep breaths, Paige. In and out.

It'll all be over soon.

One more ask...
You can't make me.

You've...you've got nothing on me.

You deleted it.

Yeah, it's the weirdest thing.

I thought I had deleted it
and then it just...

..it just popped up again
on my desktop. Fuck you, Tasha.

I wonder how it would
go down as a screensaver?

What do you want?

I need you to fast-track
a freedom of information request.

Just that? That...that's it?

That's it.

Then I'll delete it.

Do you promise?

After this, you'll never
hear from me again.

DISCONNECT BEEPS

Do you have anything you wish to
add to your testimony, Sir Rowan?

Yes, I do have something.

I have been transparent with you,
Lord Frederickson, as I have

always been a staunch advocate
of government accountability.

But I caution you to wait until
you've heard the story from both

sides, before deciding whether any
serious wrongdoing has been done.

Bollocks. Well, how much more
do you need to hear?

He's throwing you
under the bus, Gemma!

Question is,
what are you going to do about it?

He's already given them
"Female detective from SO15".

How long before...? Gemma!

NEWS REPORT: We can now confirm
the identity of the MI5 spy

as DSU Gemma Garland.

It is believed that Gemma Garland

posed as a high ranking police
officer for several years...

Excuse me. ..working at the heart
of Counter Terrorism Command

and orchestrating the deepfake...

Abigail? Are you free?

No.

I'm just round the corner from your
work. Are you going to the vigil?

The what? Yeah, the vigil.

For Isaac Turner?
There's a load of us going.

I think Isaac Turner would rather
I finish solving his murder

than sit around
singing Kumbaya, Abigail.

It's not going to be like that.
LINE CRACKLES

Abi? They're having a gospel choir
and everyone's lighting candles.

It's going to be really sweet...

Abi, I'm going to have to
call you back, all right?

MESSAGE ALERT

Fuck!

GUNSHOT

Ma'am, get down! Stay down!

Ma'am! Stay down!

TYRES SCREECH

Ma'am, do not exit the...

GUNSHOTS

MACHINE GUN FIRE

RATTLING

DOORS THUD

ENGINE STARTS

You know you're walking into a trap?

Yes.

It does seem that way.

Those Whitlock files...

The ones we destroyed?

Those were the originals?

No copies, no insurance, Gemma?

Do you want to strip search me?

You eaten in the last 24 hours?

Two slices of dry toast
and a banana.

Oh...

There's a tray of vegan
lasagne in the freezer.

Should be enough to feed a hungry
safe house. I'll save some for you.

Unless you won't be back for supper?

They can't compel you to testify
if you're out the country.

You know all the tricks, Danny.

You don't have to make it
easy for them, Gem. I didn't.

Yes.

I saw what you did.

Bye, Danny.

Does anyone have eyes
on Rachel Carey?

She said she'd give me
regular updates.

Can someone try contacting her?

Anyone?

Commander Carey.

It's an honour.

And you are?

Short on time.

I thought I'd take the opportunity
to meet you face-to-face.

There may not be another one.

You've become rather famous
in our operations room.

You're quite the curiosity.

Simon can't figure you out at all.

Our data knows us better than
we know ourselves, apparently,

but not your data.

You're an anomaly, Rachel.

A kink in the slinky...

..yet to be beaten out.

Do you know how easy it was
to compromise your colleagues?

Remind me, who was buying
diamorphine on the dark web?

DCI Kendricks, sir.

Buys it for his
22-year-old daughter.

It's cleaner than
the street heroin that

put her on life support last year,

before Bank of Dad started
funding her habit.

Don't judge the man too harshly.

What father doesn't want
the best for his daughter?

Others folded for less.

Who else in my department
have you blackmailed?

Whoa...
Lots of cogs in that machine.

Besides Commissioner Yates.

There's many moving parts
to that mission.

Angela Stilton, comms.

The timing, the staging...

The position of the camera.

It's not that we're short on intel.

Far from it. We know that you buy
two litres of whisky per month,

nine bottles of red wine.

We know that you
downloaded a dating app

but are yet to
activate your account.

We know that you took out
a personal loan seven months ago

for oocyte cryopreservation,
or egg-freezing.

It's not so much the data
Simon's struggling with.

It's...it's...it's the analysis.

Have you tried
turning him off and on?

Ha!

As a matter of fact, we're going to
try something rather more familiar.

If Simon can't predict you,

we'll find another way
to get through to you.

Look who dropped by to say hello.

Come on, Rachel.

Don't you recognise your own sister?

That's not my sister.

Abigail Carey,
activist and podcaster.

That's a deepfake.

Are you sure?

Famously difficult
to verify, I understand.

Let me to speak to her.

No-one's taken your phone.

Give her a try.

PHONE RINGING

Hello?

Abi?

Rachel! Where are you?

Abi, I need you to listen.

Why are you speaking like that?

Speaking like what? So serious.

You're freaking me out!

Because this is serious, Abigail.

Look at the camera.

Where did we go on our first
family holiday together?

When I first moved to London.

What? I don't know.

Think, Abigail.

Think.

Ramsgate? No...

Margate?

This is stressing me out so much!
What if I get it wrong?

Rachel? Yeah, I'm here.

INTERFERENCE
DISTORTED: Rachel? You there?

Yeah, Abi, I'm here.
I can hear you. Abi?

The next phone call you make will
be to Counter Terrorism Command.

You will tell your officers
to drag James Whitlock

back into police custody

and charge him
for the murder of Isaac Turner.

And if I don't?

Are you still sure
this is a deepfake?

Or is that your sister
Abigail under that hood...

..gun to the head?

PHONE RINGING

Tom, what did you used to call
Garland when she wore that coat?

What, the fake fur?

Cruella Rimington.

Tom, this call isn't secure.

I know you've been blackmailed

and I know Veritas is compromised.

I'm not interested in excuses or
denials, I just need you to listen.

Uh, yes, ma'am.

If Ops Room One is fit for purpose,

run facial rec on
Abigail Carey, my sister.

Ma'am? Tom?
INTERFERENCE

DISTORTED: Ma'am?
Tom?

Comms check, Kilo One. Now!

Control to Kilo One - do you read?
What's the concern?

Kilo One, do you read?

Commander Carey's under duress.
Run facial rec on Abigail Carey.

Wow!

Poor Abi.

If you've got Abigail,
let me see her.

Take me to her.

Make me watch with my own eyes.

Sorry.

That's not part of the plan.

Control, all units.

Sentinel One is down.
Repeat, Sentinel One is down.

Commander's vehicle?
You still tracking Rachel's phone?

I've been trying to tell you.

What do you know about it?
She's in trouble. No shit.

Phone is out of range.

Last known location,
Rotherhithe Tunnel.

Repeat, Rotherhithe Tunnel.

Take me with you.

I can help.

You fill out
the risk assessment, mate.

We'll see you in
about a month, yeah?

Your boys aren't
going to find her, Danny.

And what hope have they got
against E-Squadron if they do?

All I need is my handset
and a CR-2302.

A what? It's a battery.

And maybe a little help
installing it.

Not a bleeding chance.

If Rachel Carey's been taken by
my squadron, I know where she is.

Where? The Kingsway Exchange.

But if you don't know the tunnels
like I do, you'll never find her.

Danny?

You haven't seen what he can do.

Yes, I have.

I happen to owe
Rachel Carey my life.

Least I can do is risk
it trying to save hers,

and chances are...

..that's what it'll take.

When was the last time
you made a decision?

I beg your pardon?

For yourself, I mean.

Not Simon.

Go on, try it.

Take me to Abigail.

Put the data down and start
acting like a commanding officer

and not a cog.

You can't do it, can you?
SHE LAUGHS

You can't scratch your nose
unless Simon fucking says.

Decorated military officers,

taking orders from an algorithm.

It's pathetic.

Well, I've taken orders
from schoolboys

straight out of Sandhurst.

I'll take my chances with AI.

Clear. Wait. No. No. Wait.

No! Clear for executive action.
No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait. Abi!

Wait! Abi! No, wait! Wait!

Fuck...

Was it her?

Guard!

Was it her? Was it fucking her?!

Was it her?!

GRUNTING

DEVICE BEEPS

Wizard, you beauty!

Thank you.

Could you please state your name?

Er, yes. My name...
Would you mind speaking up, please?

My name...

..is Jacqueline Goldcross.

I served in the security service
MI5 for 36 years.

For the last ten of those years,

I ran a deep cover
operation inside SO15,

under the name of Detective
Superintendent Gemma Garland.

What was the goal of the operation?

MI5 had failed to stop
a succession of terrorist attacks.

The public were tired of excuses.

We needed to find
a way to stop violent extremists

before they could act.