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[intermittent rattling gunfire]

[train klaxon blares]

[rattle of train on tracks]

[inhales and exhales]

[people chattering in background]

[announcer] The train approaching platform three is

the 20:55 service to London Euston.

[David] Cover yourself up, Ella. We’re not there yet. Good girl.

Shh! Shh! Shh! Not our stop yet. Back to sleep.

[indistinct chattering]

[exhales]

[man] This train is about to depart.

[indistinct chattering]

[whistle blows]

[man] Stand clear of the doors!

Stand clear of the doors!

Excuse me.

Is everything all right in there?

Sorry, madam, you wouldn't mind looking after my kids for a minute, would you?

I’ll be right back.

-Yeah. No problem. -Thank you very much. I’ll be right back.

...suspicious in toilet C-D.

Sergeant David Budd, Metropolitan Police. What’s going on?

You’ve got an intelligence report for an Asian male in his 20s?

How do you know about that?

I saw you checking out a guy. He’s fine. I saw someone suspicious at Marston.

I don't know if he boarded the train. He could be in the toilet.

Look, I’m an operational firearms commander with Specialist Protection.

What’s the plan?

British Transport Police have put out an alert on a possible suicide bomber

attempting to board a London-bound service.

We've been ordered to stop the train at Barnet Shed. It's a derelict depot.

-SO 19-- -SCO19.

-They’re going to board the train. -How long till we're there?

[sighs] Seven minutes.

He’ll detonate in the carriage for maximum casualties.

Right, stick with me. What’s your name?

-Uh, Sandra. -Give me your number.

Uh, 07700-900-876.

-I need to call this in. -Do it.

[approaching sirens]

This way, Sarge. We’ll take you down to trackside.

[chattering over police radios]

-[woman shushes] -[baby gurgles]

[David exhales]

I need a few more minutes. Is that all right?

-Yeah. No problem. -Thank you.

[muffled rummaging]

-[phone rings] -Hello?

I can’t let him out. There’s dozens of passengers, my kids included.

-What-- -Can you unlock the exit doors...

[bleeping]

-Hello? -[rumble of train in tunnel]

Shit.

Shit.

[breathes heavily]

[grunts softly]

Oh.

[breathes heavily] Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on...

[rumble of train leaving tunnel]

[mutters softly]

[ringing tone]

-What I said is-- -The stop’s just a few minutes away.

If the train brakes, he’ll know it’s an unscheduled stop.

He’ll detonate the device in the carriage. Can you unlock the doors as we're moving?

[stutters] Yes.

When I say so, do it. Let me take care of the rest.

-The rest of what? -To throw him off the train.

Stand by.

[breathes heavily]

Do it now.

Subject does not appear to be carrying a device. He's an Asian male, late 20s,

wearing a black baseball cap, gray T-shirt,

carrying a green coat. Advise SCO19 he’s heading towards

the front of the train and does not appear to be a threat. Repeat, not a threat.

I’m going to examine the toilet for signs of a device.

-[over radio] Trojan, Control, message. -[woman] Trojan receiving.

[Control] Subject is at front of train, no visible device,

to be detained for questioning. Proceed as planned.

Copy.

Train ETA’s three minutes. Three minutes!

[gasps and pants]

As-salaam ‘alaykum.

[pants and whimpers softly]

I just want to talk.

[she breathes heavily]

That’s all.

[breathes heavily]

I can see you’re as scared as I am.

Miss, I just want to help you.

You don’t have to do this.

-You can change your mind. -[pants]

Don’t do that. Please don’t do that. Don't move. Stay still.

Please, just stay still. Please!

Just stay still. Don’t move. Please. Please.

[starting to sob]

[breathes heavily]

[sobs]

You don’t want to do this.

[breathes heavily]

You don’t look like you do.

Listen, the counter-terrorism unit know about a potential incident on this train.

What I’d like to do is just tell them...

[woman breathes heavily]

...that you’re willing to talk.

Does that sound okay to you?

Just talk... is that a start?

There’s a second bomber, but we’re talking.

Now, write this down.

Young Asian female, equipped with an explosives vest.

Advise SCO19 she’s willing to talk.

Request armed officers hold back from boarding the train...

and that Bomb Disposal and negotiators are deployed as operational priority.

But firstly, right now, evacuate the adjacent carriages.

Yeah, okay.

This is your guard speaking.

Would all passengers in carriage D please make your way

at once into Carriages E and F?

And would all passengers in Carriage C...

Come on. Wake up. We’ve got to move. Come on. Wake up.

-...into carriages D... -Where’s Daddy?

-Wake up. -...and A.

I’ll just have a look and make sure that everyone’s getting out, okay?

All right, I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying here.

It’s okay.

It’s okay.

My name’s David... David Budd.

What’s yours?

[breathes heavily and sniffles]

[whimpers softly] Nadia.

The man that was in here before, is that your husband?

Yeah?

Your husband wants you to die?

You don’t have to be a martyr, Nadia. We can deactivate this device.

We can protect you. You don’t have to see him again if you don't want to.

Hey, Nadia.

Nadia, look at me.

I’m just as scared as you are. I promise.

I’m just bringing my kids back from visiting my mum.

You have children?

Yes. I do, two.

That’s Ella. She’s ten. Charlie, he’s eight.

I just want to take them home to their mum.

[chattering on police radio]

[Control] Trojan, we’ve got a sit rep from the train guard.

There’s an off-duty specialist protection officer on board, PS David Budd.

Received.

Stand by!

-It’s all right. -[pants and whimpers softly]

Everything’s going to be all right.

[siren]

[breathes heavily and grunts]

Stop! Please! Stop! Listen to me. Listen to me.

Why would someone you love want you to kill yourself? You’ve been brainwashed.

He has. You have. And I’d know.

I was in Afghanistan. I saw mates get killed. Nearly got killed myself.

For what? Nothing.

Politicians... cowards and liars. Ours and theirs.

People full of talk but will never spill a drop of their own blood, but you and I,

we’re just collateral damage.

Don’t let them win, Nadia.

-Don’t let them win. -[sobs softly]

[David] Police officer! Don't shoot!

[man] Go.

All right, stay right here.

I’m not going anywhere.

-[distant yelling] -You hear that?

That’s them evacuating everyone from the train.

So, it’s just you and I. It’s just us here. Okay?

[policeman] Armed Police! Armed Police! Get down on the ground!

Put your hands on your head and get down! Get down!

Don't move.

Stay exactly where you are, Nadia. Don’t move, okay? All right.

[Tanner] Armed Police!

PS David Budd! Specialist Protection! Don’t shoot!

We know who you are. Stand clear.

It’s all right. I’m not going anywhere. Just stay very still now, Nadia. Okay?

David, work with me, yeah? You’ve done a great job,

but you’re not OFC here. I am.

I need you to stand down, nice and easy.

[David whispers] I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying with you.

It’s all right. Nothing’s changed. It’s just us talking here.

-Just stay really, really still. Okay? -Move away from the subject.

In position.

[David whispers] It’s okay, Nadia.

[Control] TFC reports sniper in position. Critical shot authorized.

-Received. -[David] Nadia, I need you to trust me.

-[she breathes heavily] -I’m going to speak to this officer.

She’s cooperating. She intends to surrender.

She does not intend to activate the device. Get Expo here.

They’re here. Now, move away.

It’s all right. It’s okay. I’m not going anywhere.

-David, stand clear. -I’m not.

Nadia, you need to show them you’re not going to detonate the device.

When I ask you, I want you to raise your arms to either side.

-Can you do that? -This is your final warning. Stand clear.

[David] Nadia’s going to spread her arms and we’re going to stay put

-and wait for Expo. Do that now. -[Tanner] Trojan OFC to TFC.

PS Budd was given repeated warnings to stand down, but failed to cooperate.

We have no clear shot of the subject.

That's it. Nice and slow. Stay close to me. Come in.

Come in close to me. That’s it. All right, doing really well.

Doing really well, Nadia.

That gun, that’s an MCX carbine. A bullet from that would go through the both of us.

I’m trusting they're not going to shoot one of their own. All right?

You trust me too?

Okay.

Shit. Shit. Oh, come on.

[Control] Sniper one, do you have a clean shot?

Negative.

Stay in there. Don’t go out.

Stay here. Stay here with me.

-You don't have to go anywhere. -Subject required out of toilet for shot.

-Received. -Get Expo here now!

David, I need the subject to step out of the toilet.

[David] She’s going to stay and wait for Expo.

-[Tanner] Come out of the toilet. -Don't move.

-Come out of the toilet. -Stay still for me.

That’s it. You’re doing really good.

Get Expo here!

-Stand aside. -Don’t fire! Do not do this!

You need to come out of the toilet.

-Nadia, don't move. Please don’t move. -Step out of the toilet!

-Don’t do this. Please don’t do this! -David, stand down! Out! Out!

-Stay there. That's it. -Get out of the fucking toilet!

-No! -[Nadia sobs]

[sniper] Come on.

No shot.

All right, don’t shoot. Don’t shoot.

All right, Nadia. Hold tight.

That’s it. Just keep moving. Hold tight.

Okay.

All right.

[Control] Control to Sniper one. Can you execute critical shot?

Negative.

That’s it, Nadia.

Keep moving. Just...

[Control] No clean shot available, repeat no clean shot available.

-[David] That’s it. -Expo.

[Control] Control. Sending Expo in now.

-Expo is coming. -Thank you.

All right, Nadia. I've got you.

[chattering on police radio]

[Karen] Explosives Officer.

[David] Stay calm.

Stay calm.

[Karen] Miss. My name’s Karen. Now, I need you to put your arms down.

Good. Now, turn your palms towards me.

And do not move.

Nadia, I’m going to step to the side. I’ll be right here.

[Karen] I’m moving towards you now.

Nadia... now, I need to ask you...

this object in your hand is the initiation device?

Yes.

Does anyone else have control of this device?

No.

Straighten your arm, please.

Arms up, please.

All the way up.

Good.

Turn around for me, please.

I’m going to remove the belt.

-I need everyone out now. -Open the door.

I’m going to step off the train, then ask you to follow me, all right?

[siren]

Okay, nice and slowly.

Keep your hands where we can see them.

-Stay calm. -[man] Stay still! We'll lift you down!

-Stay still! -[husband] Nadia!

[officer] Don't look over there. Look down at the ground.

-Stop resisting! Go! Go! Let's go. -[siren wails]

It’s over. You’re safe now.

He can’t hurt you. No one’s going to hurt you.

[exhales]

[exhales deeply]

[David] Come on, out you get.

-Thanks, mate. -Oh, God!

-Mummy! -Thank God! Come here.

-Mummy! -Oh! [sobs in relief]

Aw, sweetheart.

Sorry. By the time I’d given a statement I’d...

-[sobs in relief] -[David] Love, it’s all right.

-Thank you. -I’m fine. We’re all fine.

It’s all right.

-Night-night, sweetheart. I love you. -Night-night, Charlie bear. Good night.

[Vicky chuckles] Night-night, sweetheart.

Night, big man.

Night.

-I love you. -I love you, too.

[Vicky giggles]

-[sighs] -They’ll be all right, love.

-I should be heading off. -You don’t have to.

You sure?

You feeling okay?

[sighs] Come on. Let’s talk downstairs.

Oh, for Christ sake, Dave.

Sorry.

Fuck.

I’m sorry.

I’m a fucking idiot. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

[sighs]

[news report #1] Terrorists armed with a suicide vest

boarded the London-bound train just before...

[#2] ...the Prime Minister called a meeting of COBRA...

[#3] No one was injured in the attack on a packed train en route...

[#4] We urge members of the public to remain vigilant.

[#5] ...Joint Terrorism Analysis Centre will assess the threat level...

[Prime Minister] ...resolute in our determination to root out terrorism...

[#6] ...has the raised the threat level to substantial.

[#7] What I’m being told is most worrying

about yesterday’s incident is the exceptionally high level

of sophistication of the explosive vest employed by the would-be attackers.

It would appear most likely that this is the work of a terror cell

and there may be accomplices still at large.

[man] Frank Gardner, our security correspondent.

-[guard] Morning, Sarge. -Cheers, Ken.

...the 1st of October device and the real concern that it represents

a new and devastating threat to national security

has led the Joint Terrorism Analysis Centre

to raise the UK’s terror threat level to substantial.

We’re joined now by the Home Secretary, the Right Honorable Julia Montague MP.

[Julia] Before we begin, Nick,

I’d like to pay tribute to the courage

of all members of the police and security service

whose selfless actions prevented an appalling act of terrorism.

[sighs]

-[woman] Bit of a day yesterday. -Mm.

If you need some time off or for me to refer you to counseling--

-I’m fine, thanks, ma’am. -It’s a miracle you’re in one piece.

We’re very lucky the bomber changed her mind.

Hm. Not that she’s saying much, and the husband’s saying nothing.

It seems like when the time came, she froze, and the husband panicked.

Yup.

Great job, David, a credit to the Branch.

Thank you, ma’am.

So far you’ve acted as PPO to visiting foreign dignitaries?

-That's right, ma’am. -The Commissioner’s ordered me to review

specialist protection on senior politicians.

I’m assigning you to a cabinet minister, the Home Secretary.

Very good, ma’am.

It’s a move up.

Yes. Thank you, ma’am.

Good man.

Ma’am.

[chattering in background]

[tap of keyboard]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[sighs]

My Glock and two magazines, please.

That’s the principal now, Skipper, in the first car. The backup’s behind.

Her driver’s Terry and the PPO’s PC Tom Fenton.

-Ma’am. -Kim.

Ma’am, this is PS Budd, the new PPO.

Pleasure to meet you, ma’am. I was wondering if we could discuss you using

-the underground entrance from now on. -I’m late for a meeting.

Julia likes to be seen.

What’s happening with Andrew Marr?

-I’ll chase them today. -I thought it was all confirmed.

There’s a possibility that Number Ten want the slot.

And when were you planning to tell me?

-I was waiting for the right moment. -You didn’t find it.

[Control] Sierra Zulu Seven-Two from Control.

[Seven-Two] Go ahead, Control, Seven-Two, over.

[Control] Seven-Two, do you have an ETA for Tulip to arrive at Melbourne?

[Seven-Two] Control, traffic is heavy. ETA 12 minutes. Seven-Two, over.

[Control] Seven-Two, call up when one minute away. Control out.

[Rob] Rob Macdonald, special advisor to the Home Secretary. Leave a message.

Hi, it’s me. Um, we need to catch up.

Come to the flat. I'm not sure what time I’ll be home. Depends on the traffic.

Cross the river and take the South Circ.

Terry’s been driving me for three years. I think he can be trusted

to determine the fastest route.

I’ve made a dynamic risk assessment.

Given the current threat level, I’m recommending a diversion.

And how much longer will that take?

Can’t say for certain, ma’am.

In that case, we’ll just take the usual route, please, Terry.

The South Circ, if you don't mind. My job’s to keep you safe, ma’am.

I won’t tell you how to do yours.

No, but you’re happy to make it harder.

[officer] 47-79, we’ll park up across the road and wait.

[Julia breathes heavily and sighs]

If you wouldn’t mind holding here a moment, ma’am.

[inhales and sighs]

[phone rings]

[man] Hi.

I've got nothing in. Are you all right to pick up a takeaway?

-Not a problem. Usual? -[sighs] Sure.

[sighs] May I ask what you’re doing?

-What’s behind this door? -My study.

Seriously, I’m expecting a colleague. I need you to fuck off. No offense.

-[Julia sighs] -None taken.

That's us plotting to build the Death Star. How long is this gonna take?

Can’t say for certain ma’am.

Just get on with it.

[she sighs]

PC Knowles said your name’s Budd.

Yes, ma’am.

The officer who prevented the 1st of October rail attack, that was you?

Yes, ma’am.

[sighs] It’s been a long and trying day. I’m sorry we got off on the wrong foot.

Thank you, ma’am.

All is forgiven?

As you wish, ma’am.

No, really, I’ve been a total cow.

All is forgiven.

[sighs] Thank you.

-[officer] Skip. -[Rob] Evening.

Mr. Macdonald visiting the principal.

[doorbell rings]

[Julia] I can get it.

Oh. Hello.

Evening, sir.

-Rob Macdonald. -Perfect timing. I'm starving.

Come through. Sergeant Budd won’t be long.

Actually, I’m all done, ma’am.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Couple of prawn crackers going if you want some?

No, thank you, sir.

-Have a good evening, ma’am. -[Julia] You, too.

I, uh... uh, got this for later.

Oh, right.

[Rob] It's one of my favorites.

-[David] Evening, lads. -[officer] Skip.

[David] Control, Sierra Zulu Seven-Nine, we’re State 11 handing off to DPG.

[ringing tone]

-[Vicky] Hello. -Hiya, love.

-You okay? -Yeah. I’m just calling for a chat.

[sighs] About what?

-Just calling for a chat, Vic. -What do you want?

What do I want? I was just calling to say hello. Just missed you, that’s all.

[sighs] Don’t start.

Why can’t we just have a chat like two normal adults, Vicky?

This is not normal.

Vicky, I’ve put a lid on it. I’m handling things.

I know what happens when you call late with a few drinks inside you.

-I’ve not even had a few drinks. -[Vicky sighs]

Vicky! Vicky, let’s just have a chat.

Let’s just have a chat.

-Not now. -Vic!

No. Not like this.

Vicky.

[phone bleeps]

Shit!

[news report #1] There is a heightened police presence at airports, railway...

[#2] ...rail attack has triggered a hunt for accomplices.

Counter terrorism officers believe the cell...

[#3] ...debate on national security has the potential to split the government.

The Prime Minister, considered a moderate...

[#4] The Home Secretary’s efforts to enhance surveillance through

a new Regulation of Investigatory Powers Bill,

the so-called, RIPA-18...

Home Secretary, two minutes till I take you through to the studio.

Thank you.

I bet the PM pulled out because he knew you’d do a much better job.

Sounds like a reason not to pull out.

-Your decaf. -[squeals]

-Oh, my God! Oh, I’m so sorry -Christ!

Shit.

-[giggles] -Shut up.

-I’m sorry. -Give her your blouse.

-It’ll never fit. -[Rob] Oh, for God’s sake!

[Chanel] Give her yours, then.

I don’t wear blouses, do I? Can we dry it out?

[Julia] Don’t be ridiculous! There’s no time! [sighs]

-Fresh on this morning, ma’am. -[Rob] You’ve got to be kidding me!

My shirts are altered to fit over my ballistic vest.

The chest-to-waist ratio should be compatible.

Well, don’t all stand around gawping.

And, you, fuck off and organize Sergeant Budd a new shirt.

[Julia sighs]

You have to tuck it under your jacket, ma’am.

Thank you.

[grunts]

Some privacy?

Yeah, of course.

Home Secretary, just how anxious should we be about this terrorist threat?

-Is there another one around the corner? -We are a target.

We can’t be complacent.

Now, I am committed to supporting our security services

by giving them greater powers to confront greater threats.

The government is intent on forcing through

a beefed-up Regulation of Investigatory Powers Act this year,

RIPA-18, as it’s being dubbed,

spearheaded by you, but critics are calling it a Snoopers’ Charter,

to monitor phone calls, emails and social media without judicial review.

Andrew, only those intent on acts of violence have anything to fear.

The Prime Minister was quoted as saying:

"Lessons need to be learned from our military interventions

in the Middle East." So, what might those lessons be?

I can’t see any justification for believing

the Taliban would govern Afghanistan in peace and harmony,

or Iraqi insurgents would ever have formed a stable democracy,

or ISIS would ever form a state with which the world could have diplomatic relations.

And, Andrew, I certainly do not miss the tyranny of Saddam Hussein.

So, what are the lessons to be learned?

The Prime Minister has been very clear on how we deal with the present

and build a more secure future.

That doesn’t require apologizing for the past.

I can’t see any justification for believing

the Taliban would govern Afghanistan in peace and harmony,

or Iraqi insurgents would ever have formed a stable democracy or...

[voice scrubs]

...and build a more secure future.

That doesn’t require apologizing for the past.

[voice scrubs]

...doesn’t require apologizing for the past.

[voice scrubs]

That doesn’t require apologizing for the past.

[voice scrubs]

...doesn’t require apologizing for the past.

[voice scrubs]

...apologizing for the past. ...apologizing for the past.

...apologizing for the past. ...apologizing for the past.

...apologizing for the past. ...apologizing for... [echoing to silence]

[background chattering]

[woman] Hello, reception. Where?

Yes, here he is! Security, they need you upstairs! Quick!

Clear back!

[short, sharp breaths]

[Chanel] How can you treat me like that? You had it in for me from day one!

-Oh, stand there like a smug prat! -Sergeant Budd, thank you.

Sergeant Budd, would you mind escorting Ms. Dyson from the building?

...interview your little girl for a job that you don’t even know what I do

on a daily basis! Have you taken the time? No! Because you are that arrogant!

-Get back in your office, narcissist! -A cab's coming for her.

Oh, a cab! Keep your cab!

-You narcissistic, smug prick. -Sorry about this.

Good luck with your interview, darling! I wouldn’t work here if I’m fucking paid!

-Miss, will you come with me, please? -No.

[Chanel sighs]

Come on. Let’s talk about it downstairs, all right?

[exhales] Fuck.

[exhales deeply]

[exhales deeply] Can you not stand so close to me, please?

[sighs]

Yeah, I’m just coming out on to the street now.

Thanks.

Bit calmer? If you don’t want to deal with them,

I can sort out sending on your personal belongings.

Thank you.

What happened?

Uh, they’ve started interviewing candidates for my job.

Didn’t even tell me they were giving me the push. So...

They didn’t say why?

There’s no "they." It’s just her. Sociopath.

God help anyone who sees through her.

-I thought they were sending you a cab. -Yeah, I don’t need their shitty cab.

-Sierra Zulu Seven-Nine, Lavender inbound. -A breakdown of the additional powers--

Mind if I steal your boss for a minute, Rob?

Uh, sure. See you inside.

Interesting TV interview. You must be very proud.

[Julia] I’d really like to get into the Chamber, Roger.

Planning on hijacking the counter terror debate for shameless self-promotion?

-Is there a point to this conversation? -You're not returning my calls.

Pardon me, ma’am, I’d prefer if you moved indoors.

You work for us, Plod, so wind your neck in.

I’m the fucking Chief Whip. When I call, you answer.

We claim the center ground, but you’re heading off-piste.

The PM can count on my full support.

Bullshit. He’s weakened. You’re making a move for the leadership.

Sir, ma’am, I do need you both to move inside.

Can’t you call your monkey off? Throw him some nuts.

I’m mixed-race.

[ringing tone]

-[John] Hi. -John. Roger Penhaligon.

-You okay? -No. Not great.

I need to record my side of a conversation with one of the PPOs.

Are you... bi-racial?

No, ma’am.

Right, where were we?

[Rob] Right, great.

This is a summary of the limitations in existing legislation.

-All clear, ma’am. -Oh.

Sergeant Budd.

Your shirt.

Thank you, ma’am.

I’m sorry about Chanel. She took her dismissal badly

and my staff thought you’d be the best person to deal with it.

If you can talk someone out of blowing up a train...

-Want one? -On duty, ma’am.

Soft drinks in the fridge.

No. Thank you, ma’am.

Do you prefer David or Dave?

I answer to both, ma’am.

You won’t have heard yet,

but we are going to charge the male 1st-of-October attacker.

He appears to have plausible links to Islamist terrorists,

though I’m not at liberty to say more.

That's good news, thanks, ma’am.

And thanks to you, his wife’s alive to assist with our inquiries.

It seems I’m constantly finding reasons to compliment you.

Not quite constantly.

Is there a Mrs. Budd?

Yes, ma’am. Vicky.

-We have two children. -Oh, what are their names?

-Ella and Charlie. -Oh.

Your shifts... must make home life difficult.

-I'm sorry. That was private. I... -No, it’s...

You’d know, ma’am, all these hours you work.

[chuckles] Goes with the territory.

Did you always want to be a politician? I hope you don’t mind me asking that.

No...

I was a criminal barrister.

I witnessed at first-hand how the causes of crime often have as much to do

with a person’s upbringing and social circumstances.

I sought a role in which I could make a real difference.

I’m keeping you.

May I ask, ma’am...

that interview you did on TV, did you mean what you said?

I’m sorry?

About the Middle East.

See, I don’t only say what the people want to hear.

I’m about doing the right thing and making the hard choices.

The thing is, David/Dave, I don’t need you to vote for me...

only to protect me.

Rest assured, ma’am. I’ll do what’s required.

Ma’am.

[door closes]

[officer] Skipper.

[sighs]

Sorry, I was just getting ready for work.

I just wanted to apologize for the other night.

Okay.

I was just having a round of toast, but I can make you some?

-You’re all right, love. I’m fine. -[chattering on TV]

Are the kids not up yet?

-They’re all right, aren’t they? -Sleepover.

Uh, both of them?

RIPA-18 will give them that support.

-[MPs shout out on TV] -Vic?

Look. Don’t take this the wrong way. I know you’re disappointed to miss the kids,

but maybe that’s why it's best that you call ahead if you come around.

I was hoping we could talk.

Why?

-I’ve said I’m sorry. -Yeah, you always are.

You need help, Dave.

I need a job that pays the bills, Vic.

Yes, and I keep covering for you, so that you can keep it,

but I’ve stopped being able to stand back and watch.

-You are getting worse, Dave. -Love, I’m sorry,

but we can work through this.

I’ve met someone.

He was here...

overnight?

Yes.

-Still here? -No.

Look, I... I was gonna tell you.

You farm our kids out so you can have your night together?

They’re with their school friends. They’ve had a lovely time.

-Do they know? -They think that he’s a friend.

[Dave groans loudly]

Dave?

Dave?

Let’s not get divorced yet.

Oh, God, no, we’re not that serious, or anything. It’s early days.

In case anything happens to me at work...

you’ll still get the pension... if we’re legally married.

...that the Counter-Terrorism and Security Act 2015 simply does not go far enough.

-Hi, Chanel. -Yeah, sorry.

-I hope here’s okay. -Oh, fine.

Can I get you anything?

-No, please, let me-- -Uh, maybe later.

Look, I know,

but you just always seemed open to the wider possibilities of a story.

-Not one to regurgitate the press release. -Thanks very much.

And for getting in touch.

Julia Montague’s the woman of the hour, so my editor didn’t take much persuading.

"Woman of the hour?" Talk about an understatement.

You weren't able to give me much detail over the phone.

Yeah, that's right. Well, I just want to stop everyone getting

carried away with this idea that she’s such a brilliant politician.

-How would you describe her? -A sociopath.

The most dangerous person in the country.

More dangerous than the people she keeps calling "enemies of freedom."

-How’s she dangerous? -She’s got an agenda.

To heighten fear, to destroy debate... and to seize power.

What evidence do you have to substantiate these claims?

I’ve worked for two years in the Home Office,

most of that time in daily contact with Julia Montague.

You were fired, Chanel.

Yeah.

In Whitehall, this isn’t a story.

"Aide gets fired. Aide badmouths minister."

I’m trying to explain how Julia’s different.

You're not explaining how you’re different from other disgruntled former employees.

You’ve got my number and email if you find something concrete.

I hope things work out for you.

[mutters] Fuck off.

Are you getting in? Do you want me to call someone?

-It's the last thing I want you to do. -Open invitation.

[indistinct chattering]

[Andy] ...opened my eyes...

For decades, the West has been inflicting suffering on the poor and powerless.

The war in the desert, in the oil fields...

we’ve brought it back to the streets of Britain.

There’s kids growing up over here,

all they hear is what’s been done to families and friends over there.

Who can blame them... if they want to push back?

[murmurs of agreement]

And when they push back, our politicians act like it’s come from nowhere...

so they can pass laws restricting our freedoms

and order new attacks against the so-called terrorists.

And guess what, the cycle of violence goes on.

Always wondered if you’d turn up some time.

Soapbox is not really my thing, mate.

That’s not how you were in Helmand.

That was a crazy time out there.

Trying to put that behind me. I’m making a go of Civvy Street.

Put PTSD on your job application, who’s going to hire you?

Right?

Just because it’s not visible...

Mate, you can’t beat it on your own.

The counseling sessions... they’re really helpful.

-There’s a bunch of us now, good-- -I’m good. Thanks.

[clears throat] So, what are you doing now?

Police.

Doing what?

-Specialist protection. -Government ministers.

[sighs] Are you fucking kidding me? You’re protecting those wankers?

You turn up after all this time and tell me this shit. What’s that about?

You've got a fucking nerve, mate.

I knew you’d understand.

Understand... what?

You said it out in Helmand.

You say a lot of stuff when you’ve seen your best mates blown to pieces.

If you ever found yourself right beside one of those bastards that sent us there,

you’d just close your eyes and pull the trigger?

You’d still have a face.

I’d still have a family.

Doors and seatbelts.

Little bird told me you were Johnny on the spot at the 1st of October?

Yes, sir.

Looks like the Home Secretary couldn’t be in safer hands.

Lavender outbound.