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to hear you hadn't burned alive
in that hotel.

I shall be leaving for the Red Zone
after this meeting.

I do think the current climate
is unfavourable

for a visit by you, Prime Minister.

Running scared
from the current climate

has never done us any favours.

Anna, I can't tell you
how relieved I was

to hear you hadn't burned alive
in that hotel.

And hubby back safely, too.

(PHONE CHIMES)

You have to say that Georgia
provided all the drugs. No way.

This will all blow over soon,
as long as we stick to the script.

You need him to lie to parliament.

That's what gets them in the end.

Have you ever seen a transformer?
They're not small, you know.

So, give me the leftie take
on Harry Rowntree.

A thug and a bully,
but he acts entirely on principles.

I have far greater trust
in people's justice

than in the bleatings
of the diversity lobby.

I really recommend you don't go
outside - the mood is very ugly.

There is no justice
but the law in this country.

To the charlatans
who try to make political capital

out of the suffering of others,
I say this.

There will be a reckoning.

I promise you,
we will turn the lights on again!

(CHEERING)

This is Gold Commander.
How's your progress, Owen?

Yeah, cos of the situation
on the A1, I've had to go up the M6

across the top
of the north Pennines.

OK, what's your ETA?

Not long. I've just come off
the A69, past Hexham.

Hold on.
There's a police checkpoint ahead.

I'm gonna have to pull over.

Hold on.
Do you mean an Army checkpoint?

There's no police checkpoints
on the A69.

(LINE BREAKS UP)
Owen?

Hello, Officer.

With looting a massive problem
in the Red Zone

and emergency services overstretched
and understaffed,

the original Protection Patrols have
merged with other civic groups

under the umbrella term
"People's Justice".

And I'm joined
now by one of their members.

So, Scott Minett,
who are People's Justice?

Just a collection
of ordinary citizens,

organising to support
our communities,

protect our vulnerable people
and stop the looting.

Some people have accused you of
being nothing more than vigilantes

with an ugly undercurrent of racism.

Some people? Well, that's
obviously how the media in London

wants people to see things, aye.
How do you see it?

Well, look around you.
Nobody cares about us,

unless there's an election on
and they're after our votes.

You lot, you call me and my friends
and my family racists -

we hardly spend any time at all
talking about immigration.

The way youse lot go on,

you'd think it' was the only thing
we thought about.

I mean, if you're asking us what
I think about what happened

to that bloke who got lynched,
I think that was wrong.

Of course I do.

But if we think that our kids should
speak English at school, in England,

and we should be able to put our
own flags up during the World Cup,

then that doesn't make us racist,
does it?

Black people are proud
of their culture.

"Black is beautiful,"
that's what they say.

Now, why should we not say the same
about white people?

Why should "white" be an insult?

You people, you talk about diversity
and you talk about respect,

but then you apply it
to everyone except us.

People who own the media, people
who run things in this country,

they wanna make us out to be scum,

even though it was my grandad
that built the ships

that made this country great,

and I actually fought
for this country.

I'll tell you what it is, right?
Family comes first, that's obvious.

Then, after that, it's country,
it's culture and community.

And then if I've got anything left
after them three,

I'm happy
to stick my hand in my pocket.

You don't like that, take a look at
99% of the people in this country,

and that includes the immigrants...

Kids on YouTube are doing
the People's Justice salute now.

They've gone national. No wonder,
with the coverage he's getting.

Practically got a dedicated camera
team following his every move.

I'll catch you later.

Prime Minister.

We need to talk about
the situation with Ellie.

Peter's dealing with it.
Along with my wife.

That's one of my concerns.

In the car
on the way to the Red Zone -

My head was in a spin
about the visits. It'll be fine.

Robert, it won't -
Stay in your lane, Anna.

Stay in my...
(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Fraser.

Another fuel tanker
has been hijacked in the Red Zone.

Only this time
they pistol whipped the driver

and he suffered a cardiac arrest.

Owen Harding - popular figure,
has a couple of kids.

He's in intensive care.

Arrange for someone
to speak to his wife,

make sure she has
everything she needs.

The Lorry Drivers' Union are under
pressure from some of their members

to call a national stoppage
in protest at the latest attack.

Needless to say, a fuel delivery
stoppage, even for 24 hours,

would cripple us completely.

So, we bring in the Army,
confiscate their assets -

I'll be speaking to Mr Rowntree
this morning.

Moving on, I understand
Protection Patrols

are now calling themselves
People's Justice.

Snappy name.

And they have a new poster boy,
de facto leader.

I assume some background checks
have taken place?

Scott Arthur Minett.

Former soldier who served honourably
in Afghanistan,

now leading The People's Justice
in the Red Zone.

He and his men have already seized
valuable fuel reserves

from various locations.

He's well-respected
in the community.

Big family ties,

with four children from
different previous relationships,

to whom he is apparently devoted.

Two of his daughters are mixed-race,
by the way.

Fraser?
What about the Red Zone transformer?

First we needed to check
that it wasn't damaged at sea.

It's in Tilbury Docks.
My staff are down there now.

But it will be moving soon?
Yes.

Good.

OK. I have to leave. Julia,
you can take us through the rest.

It is customary
for the Home Secretary -

We left the realm of the customary
some time ago, Archie.

Robert!
Give me a sec.

Will I have to start asking people
to get you to pass me the salt?

You tried to ruin our trip
to the Red Zone with that interview.

Have you seen our approval ratings
in this morning's YouGov?

"Our" as in the party?
No. As in you and me.

You're riding a tiger here, Archie.
We both know how that one ends.

I am the fucking tiger, Robert.
You may be able to force me out,

but can you get yourself in?

The party won't have you.

She give you that line, did she?
Oh, who, Anna?

No, no, she's your biggest fan.
Sadly, it's not reciprocated.

And I look forward to the day

Dominic Knight takes his rightful
place in the policy unit again.

That's the day I no longer have
any say on the matter.

You know, one of the things I'd miss
about not having the top job

is trips to foreign museums
with no crowds.

Last time I was in Madrid,
they took me round the Prado.

Anyway, one painting in there
particularly caught my eye.

By Goya.

Two men in the mud beating each other
to death with clubs.

I'll have to Google it.
You do that.

I won't sack you, if that's what
you're looking for. I won't resign.

I do think the current climate
is unfavourable

Hey, Fraser, it's Steph.

Yeah. It's all going fine.

We're gonna be on the road shortly,

so I'll give you a ring when we get
off the M25.

OK, bye.

..major incident has been declared.

The arrival of a super-transformer
from Germany has raised hopes

that the power crisis that has
brought misery to Northumberland

might be nearing an end.

Today, the Prime Minister,
Robert Sutherland,

restated his promise
to turn the lights back on,

while warning the process of moving
and installing the transformer

might still take some time.

Critics argue
that it is too little, too late.

And the opposition has repeated
its call for him to resign.

He saw her serve it.
Big deal.

Racking out a line of coke
doesn't mean you supplied it.

Bad optics.
I don't care about the optics.

Oh, I was fearing this piece,
but nothing in this article

means she bought and supplied
the drugs.

The police will talk to her again.
Yeah, of course they will.

Ellie's not coping well.
I know.

But we will get her through this,
if we just hold the line.

I -
Thank you, Peter.

I know you understand
what's at stake here.

Francine.
Prime Minister.

My mole in the union tells me
they're going to use this

to demand a review of the pay floor.
Off the record, obviously.

You think I should give it to them?
Yes, it's the right thing to do.

Oh, well.
Hire lefties, get lefties, I suppose.

But no, if you want him to back off.

Ultimately, he wants your head
on a pike.

Well, I must be doing
something right, then.

So, let's hear what Comrade Rowntree
has to say.

Can you show them in?

Prime Minister.

Disappointed to see you
with this lot, Francine.

In fairness, this lot don't throw
bricks at my office window.

Yet. I didn't approve of the way you
were handled by your constituency.

Thank you.
But working for them...

..it's like crossing a picket line.

But is it as bad as denying
essential food and supplies

to suffering people
at a time of national emergency

just to be Billy Big Bollocks?

That's another reason
why I miss you.

Door's always open.
I'll keep that in mind.

Shall we begin?

Time to show them
we're not fucking around.

This is it!

Come on!

Gold Command is downstairs, lads.

Oi!

(SHOUTING AND CLAMOURING)

No! You can't go in there!

(SHOUTING APPROACHES)

Stop! Stop, now!

Pack it in!

You're not authorised to be here.

Need access to the fuel reserves,
now!

You're that guy who was on the TV.
Aye.

You know something,
I really don't like you.

No?
No.

I think you're a snide,
dressed-by-your-ma racist.

And don't try the "ignored white
working-class" number on me either.

If you're so hard-working,

how come you've got enough time
on your hands to be such a cunt?

And who appointed YOU
to represent anybody?

Do I fucking sound like
I come from the London elite?

Do I fucking look like it?!

Oh...

You know what I reckon about you?

I just reckon you need
a good night's kip.

I am the Gold Commander.

Get your hands
off my fucking shoulders now.

Just looked a bit tense.

Right, get rid of these people.
He's armed, sir.

We don't have support.

Oh, aye, we get a lot of rabbits
around here, don't we?

Sometimes we shoot them.

Just give us the keys, eh?

You want to make me give them to you?

Well, I think we'll manage
without them.

What do you reckon, lads?

Get up.
Up!

Up! Get up! Go.

I'll be back
after you're long gone, son.

These are highly-skilled drivers,

there are massive
safety issues involved.

Owen Harding isn't the first to be
attacked by these hijacking gangs.

We did train soldiers during
the last fuel crisis, remember?

Oh, and they're on call right now
are they?

You need to get the tankers
out of the depots,

which might not be so easy

if my members decide
to take matters further.

Look, the other option
is armed escorts.

I also understand you wish to discuss
the pay floor again.

Pay floor should certainly come
into discussions, yeah.

I'm sorry,
we have an emergency situation.

We'll have to reconvene
at a later date.

Are you.. Are you throwing us out?

Well, it's a nice day, you could have
a little stroll round the garden.

OK. Fine.

Just remember, it's not us who's
under pressure here, Prime Minister.

What's the situation
with Gold Command?

Gold Commander
is waiting for us to do something.

I told him to go home -
he's exhausted.

This is the road to anarchy.
I cannot allow it.

It is.

Get me that secure line
with General Pickering.

What are you gonna do?
Send in the troops,

clear that rabble and restore order.

Reconvene COBRA
till this situation is dealt with.

What about relief flights?
Let's keep those coming in for now.

General, we have a problem
in the Red Zone.

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

Francine Bridge, any comment on the
current situation in the Red Zone?

No comment. No comment.

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
Sorry, no comment. No comment.

Ooh...

How's the insomnia?

It's my dad's funeral coming up,
which isn't helping.

Oh. Funerals are stressful.
This one in particular.

How come?
My ex-wife.

She's convinced the kids I'm the one
behind all the hamster deaths.

(LAUGHS)

Tell her she can't come.
It's not that easy.

My dad loved his grandkids -
he'd want them there.

Still, I've got a cockerpoo
riding shotgun.

That's it?
Afraid so.

Well, do you want some human
moral support?

It was my Aunty Charmaine's funeral
back in Jamaica last month.

Believe me, I don't think
your ex-wife has got anything

to match the fireworks at that one.
You'd really come along?

Sure. Be more use to you than a dog.

My... My kids know who you are.
Well, I was the future once.

Listen, the offer's there
if you want it, all right?

Just let me know.
I will. Thanks, Francine.

Listen to them, man.

They're trying to make us out
to be a bunch of White Nationalists.

There you are, son.

I've got two mixed-race kids, right?

You'll not hear about that
in the mainstream media.

I AM the mainstream media.

It's Manish, right?
Yeah.

Manish, I don't blame anyone here
for this.

I blame all of this on London.

How about Kemal Hussain?

I told you,
tensions were running high -

there was a rapist on the loose.

Anyway, no-one's bothering you,
are they?

Yeah! That might be
because I'm with you.

Aye, well,
you better stick with us, then.

Show the people's side of things
for once.

Cavalry's arriving now. Better
round up the resistance, eh, lads?

Aye, stick with us, Manish,

cos I think things are about to get
pretty tasty.

I do think the current climate
is unfavourable

ALL: CCC! CCC! CCC! CCC!

..members of People's Justice
are in the crowd.

They could be armed.
What is the orders?

Hold your position. I need to speak
to the Prime Minister.

I do detect some unease
among the troops at this operation.

This is not what they feel
they should be doing.

They're right, it isn't.
But we can't have mob rule.

They are aware
that Scott Minett is a veteran

who still has close links
to serving troops.

He's also breaking the law.

If I am ordered to do so,
then of course I will go in,

but word is
some of the protestors are armed.

Then they're not protestors,
they're paramilitaries.

Would you authorise the use
of lethal force against them?

There are people in that camp
who will be very vulnerable

if it all kicks off.

So, NOW you care about them?
Sorry, I have to be absolutely clear

on what my men will be permitted
to do once inside the hospital.

Any casualties, even arrests,
run the risk of creating martyrs.

You should use restraint,
Prime Minister.

Nothing to be gained
by trying to act tough.

Whether we like it or not, Minett
represents a lot of people now.

Not just in the affected areas.

Going in,
I think it's unwise, Robert.

There will be consequences
you might not be able to handle.

All right, Archie.
Those are perfectly fair points.

General, please instruct
your soldiers

to hold their position
until further notice.

We also need to keep an eye
on the lorry drivers.

Our intelligence suggests that
Rowntree's grip on the rank and file

isn't so strong,

and many of them are sympathetic
to People's Justice.

One thing at a time.

That might be a luxury
we don't have, of course.

Good spot on Archie's strategy
in there.

He knows storming in
is the wrong decision.

He only pushed it

in the hope it would make you do it
and have to wear it.

Still not sure
it is the wrong decision.

What if we send a relief plane

with a special snatch squad
instead of supplies?

You mean like a...
like a Trojan horse?

Yeah.
Well, as an idea, that's erm...

Well, you do know what that is,
don't you?

What?
Total bollocks.

(PHONE CHIMES)

I have to call Sam.

Hey, Ellie.
Hi, Anna. Is Dad in?

I need to speak to him.

Dad...
(DOOR CLOSES)

Hello. What's happening?
Are the kids OK?

All right.
Meet me at Maddy's flat in Pimlico.

Georgia's dad came to see me.

He says he wants me
to tell the truth.

He wants me to tell the police
it was me that provided the drugs.

OK, well, he's obviously grieving.
Dad!

The thing is,
in situations like this,

how does pointing the finger -

Because he thinks the finger
is pointing at Georgia

and he thinks that that is unjust,
especially with the whole...

You know,
this whole racial thing.

But that's not true, is it?

I mean, no-one is pointing
any fingers because Georgia's...

Look...

..I'm speaking as your parent now.

Watching you get your degree -

I can't think about that now!
It's so sad, Ellie.

Lots of young people take drugs
when they are at university. Did you?

No.

I was too busy
reading Locke and Hume.

Also, I was the wrong generation
for all the exciting ones.

But most people who do take them
don't die.

What happened to Georgia was tragic,

and no confessions, no punishment
is gonna bring her back,

which is what her family really want.

(SNIFFLES)

Shh, sweetheart.

Don't cry, don't cry.

She was my best friend, Dad.

I miss her so much.

It's... gonna be all right.
You'll see.

This is all gonna blow over.

Where'd you get these?

They were sent to me anonymously
at the office.

So, this is after the hotel fire?

So, I assume you were with him
in the hotel, then?

OK.

Do you love him?

I don't know.

I've slept with other women
during our marriage,

which I suspect that you know.
I preferred suspicion to knowledge.

Well, either way, I don't wanna be
a hypocrite. (SCOFFS)

So, what, are you unhappy
in this marriage?

No, not at all.

I don't really
have time to be unhappy.

On the occasions our paths cross,
I'm always really happy to see you.

Well, I guess not everyone
can say that.

They really can't.

And the kids?

I'll come and speak to them, explain
that I'm staying here for a bit.

There's a few things
I need to sort out with regards...

Everything.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Eleanor, it's Anna Marshall here.

I need to speak to you
about something important.

Order! Order!

Let me assure the House
that every step is being taken

in order to break the deadlock at
the Royal Northumberland Hospital.

(JEERING)

We will restore legitimate authority
to the Red Zone,

and it is completely intolerable

that unelected vigilantes attempt
to seize control of this situation.

Hear, hear.
I will, of course, attempt to find

a peaceful and negotiated settlement

and that is what
is currently happening.

(OVERLAPPING SHOUTING)
Mr Thomas Hyndley!

Thank you, Mr Speaker.

In light of the events
that we have been witnessing,

I welcome
the Prime Minister's commitment

to the rule of law and due process.

Mr Speaker, with that in mind,
will he give me an assurance

that there will not be,
nor has been any interference

into the police investigation
into the death of Georgia Nixon

from a fentanyl overdose,

and also, Mr Speaker, that none
of the witnesses of the case

have been coached
by members of his staff?

(OVERLAPPING JEERING AND SHOUTING)

Mr Speaker, Mr Speaker.

First, may I say how shocked I was
by the death of Georgia Nixon.

She was, as I'm sure you're
all aware, known to my family.

She was a delightful girl,
with her whole life ahead of her,

and our thoughts go out to her family
at this difficult time.

And, yes, I agree
with my Honourable Friend - I agree -

that the law
must take its course unimpeded.

(JEERING)
No-one is beyond its reach.

I have never interfered with that,

and I would never instruct
any of my staff to do so.

(SHOUTING AND JEERING)

Order! Order!

What is the nature
of the relationship?

I met him in Bosnia 25 years ago,
when he was a translator.

We were in a relationship,
and then he disappeared.

He went to try and find his sister,

who'd been captured by the Serbs
in Visegrad.

He only reappeared
a couple of weeks back.

Why did he come back to find you
after so long?

I don't know.

Well, that might be a question
you want ask going forward.

I saw a message on his phone
from somebody called Toni Lulin -

an ex-commander in the Bosnian Army
with a reputation -

Yeah, I know who Lulin is.

What is the nature
of their working relationship?

When I met him at the hotel,

it was only the second time
since his return.

Did you sleep with him?

Yes.

Well, to be fair,
I can understand the temptation.

I left my bag in his room
during the fire.

Was it returned to you?
Mm-hm.

There was nothing sensitive in it,

but obviously the hotel staff
may have worked out who I am - OK.

Will you please run
any checks necessary?

I won't see him again
until any question -

Isn't the fact that your husband
is aware of this...

A factor?
Yes, but not the decisive one,

which is national security.

And ensuring the Prime Minister
is not affected by this.

OK. Well, leave this with me.

(HORNS BLARE)

The besieged Prime Minister,
Robert Sutherland,

is facing fresh pressure to resign,

after allegations
that members of his team of advisors

may have interfered with
the police investigation

into the death of Georgia Nixon,
a friend of his daughter Ellie.

What's happening?
Don't know. We've stopped.

Where are we?
Just near South Mimms.

Is that... Yorkshire?
No.

It sounds like Yorkshire.
We're in Hertfordshire, on the M1.

Fuck!
It's 15mph, remember?

(SIGHS)

Let's go have a look.

(HORNS BLARE)

(INDISTINCT ANGRY CHATTER)

Oh, God.
What's this all about?

(ANGRY CHATTER CONTINUES)

Dad.

Sweetheart, I have
an emergency COBRA -

No, I really need to speak to you.

Can you give us a second?
Afraid not.

We've got a serious situation
unfolding. We need you now.

Darling, I'll speak to you
in an hour, OK? One hour.

Owen Harding is in a coma and will
probably never walk or talk again.

This government,
it's more interested

in shoring up a rigged system
than talking to us.

We went to see them
in Downing Street,

and they tried to make us wait
in the garden!

Now, my union has its differences
with People's Justice,

but this is a revolt
against the elite in Westminster,

and our blockade, it's the only way
to make them listen.

They've got the capital
totally encircled.

Every way in is blocked.

The transporter for the Red Zone
is stranded somewhere near St Albans

and can't move.
You have to get it moving, Fraser.

Everything hinges on restoring power.
Well, the problem is, it's turning -

Don't bring me the problem
till you have the fucking solution.

Got it.

For years,
you've tried to make us invisible.

For years, you've tried to make
a joke out of us.

For years, you've tried to make it
like we don't exist.

Well, I do.
Here we are, Mr Prime Minister

Here. We. Are.

Where are you?
You better be listening now.

You better be listening now.

(PHONE CHIMES)

No more negotiations with him.

Rather looks as if the falcon
is sticking two talons up at you.

I do think the current climate
is unfavourable

(HORNS BLARE)

We're ready for you now,
Prime Minister.

The situation in London today
is very grave.

The capital
has effectively been encircled

and our attempts to move a new
transformer to the Red Zone
paralysed.

Without fuel and supplies, people in
the worst affected areas will die.

This is not legitimate protest,
it is an act of supreme selfishness,

and no politician with the slightest
pretence at democratic credentials

should support it.

In the face of this assault
on democracy and the rule of law,

I will not resign,

and I will not call a general
election, as some are suggesting -

an especially ludicrous demand,
given the current situation we face.

To those who say
we are not listening,

I extend an invitation to sit down in
a wide-ranging national convention,

to work out our differences
face-to-face,

in the best interests of our country.

A country
that is suffering so terribly

with the consequences
of a natural event.

Surely, the destructive power
of the solar storm

should make us reflect
on the fragility of our species

and not look for opportunities
to divide and harm each other.

That is all. Thank you.

The Lorry Drivers' Union won't
attend without People's Justice.

Which means Scott Minett.

No.
Hold on a sec!

Only a week ago he was just another
nobody shooting his mouth off.

But a week is a long time
in a national emergency.

And, for better or worse, Mr Nobody
speaks for a lot of people.

I am not inviting that man
to Downing Street. Chequers, then.

Overawe them with history
and tradition. It always works.

Otherwise, there'll be
no convention.

We cannot use the armed forces
to break the blockade of London.

The situation in the relief centres
will deteriorate very quickly.

We have no choice
but to include People's Justice

if we want the union leaders
to come and talk.

And that means Minett.

Invite Scott Minett. But make sure
Harry Rowntree feels like top dog -

he's got a massive ego

and he won't want some upstart
stealing his thunder.

So, we get the lorry drivers
in first, give them dinner...

Exactly. Invite Scott Minett
the following day,

then it'll be clear who you consider
to be the organ grinder.

Fine. But just Scott Minett.

None of his fascist entourage,

and certainly none of his fan-club
in the media.

He's in the endgame now, but we need
to separate him from Anna Marshall.

I think a divorce might be
just the distraction she needs.

You really are a piece of work,
Archie. Thank you.

Don't get distracted
by petty revenge.

She sacked Dominic Knight.

Endgame is when this breaks in the
tabloids and I give him her desk.

Oh, I can't really see
that happening.

You always had an odd affection
for her.

Well, it's not odd,
it's very simple.

She's good and she's hard-working,

and those two things
count a lot with me.

More importantly, though,
you can't do it.

What do you mean I can't?
Has there been a coup d'etat?

I should have added sensible
to good and hard-working.

She did the right thing
without prevarication

and came straight to me.
So?

So, I did my homework
and put in some calls,

because I, too, am good
and hard-working.

Edin Tosumbegovic is connected to
a Balkan gangster called Toni Lulin,

who IS involved in heroin
from Turkey,

and there is definitely some concern

about links
with returning jihadists from Syria.

So, what are we waiting for?

I have reasons for letting things
play out a little,

see if there's anything
to our advantage here.

When she goes, he goes,
or vice-versa,

I really don't care
which way round it happens.

I don't understand.
I'll only be staying there

while this crisis is ongoing.

Well, you've caused this crisis.
This is all on you.

Fuck sake, Barney, no-one cares
about the political situation. I do.

OK, look - No, let's hope this is
the start of a proper revolution,

so you both get put up
against the wall and shot.

Assuming that doesn't happen...
He's just upset about -

I know.
I'll go and talk to him in a sec.

It is really scary, Mum.
All those lorries...

It's terrifying.
And that's a big failure.

People shouldn't have to live
in fear of society falling apart.

What's gonna happen?

With me and Dad?
You and Dad.

I don't know.

(PHONE VIBRATES)

I'll stay at Maddie's
for the next week,

until Dad goes back
to the States again.

In the meantime, this is for you.

Come and see me whenever you like.

Everything will be all right,
I promise.

Your dad and I, we're still...

..we're still OK.

I've seen a lot of stuff about
myself online in the last week.

"Silly little rich girl."

How I'm protected by my privilege.

How I am blaming a dead black girl
to save my own white skin.

Georgia was my best friend.
I loved her.

And she did not deserve
what happened to her

and she doesn't deserve
to be blamed for it now.

And I am sorry that I've added
to the suffering of her family.

I admit that it was all my fault.

I was the one
that provided the drugs, and I lied.

Well, this isn't exactly
going to plan, is it, Peter?

I think we can weather the storm.

Supply where personal gain
isn't the motive...

You and Rachel knew that
from the start.

A cynic might think that protecting
Ellie wasn't the primary motive.

Listen, I'm not here
to discuss motives.

I'm sure the courts
will be lenient to Ellie,

especially in the light
of that touching confession.

Oh, come on, Archie.

Only thing
to have touched you recently

lives up several flights of stairs
in Jermyn Street.

But will the same leniency
be extended

to those who encouraged her
to lie to the police?

I hope not, because that would be
perverting the course of justice.

Indeed. The courts are never lenient
on that one.

You can get a hefty spell in chokey
just for trading speed points.

And what's yours?

Point, I mean.
My point?

I suppose it's to encourage you

to avoid the big bus
that's heading in your direction,

because, one way or another,
someone's going under it

and, slippery piece of shit
that you are,

I imagine you don't want
that someone to be you.

Georgia was my best friend.
I loved her.

She did not deserve
what happened to her

and she doesn't deserve
to be blamed for it now.

I'm sorry that I've added
to the suffering of her family.

I admit that it was all my fault.

I was the one who provided the drugs
and I lied.

Not because of my privilege,
but because I was scared -

scared to go to prison.

But I'm sorry. I am really sorry.

"I promise you.
I PROMISE you."

(CHEERING)

Did the Prime Minister
not say to you,

"I promise
I will put the lights back on?"

CROWD: Yes!

Well, has he put the lights back on?
CROWD No!

Has he put the lights back on?!
CROWD: No!

Here in the Red Zone, we've got
no lights, we've got no warmth,

and we're getting no respect.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

Well, you reap what you sow,
Mr Prime Minister.

COs you know what we do still have?

We've still got a bit of spirit.
(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)

Haven't we still got
a bit of spirit to fight back?!

British people, we're rising up.

So, if you can't keep our streets
safe, we'll hold our own tribunals

and then the looters and the rapists
and the traitors can answer to us.

(CHEERING)

And you, the lads and the lasses
in uniform back there,

who understands you better?

Is it me, who's actually fought
for this country?

CROWD: Yeah!

Or is it the elites
down in Westminster,

who laugh at people like us,
who think that flag is offensive?

Well, they better turn on
their tellies now,

cos we are in total control
of the Red Zone.

(CHEERING)

So, I'm thinking, we pay you a visit
down in London, Mr Prime Minister.

We stand side by side with
the lorry drivers at their blockade.

You will not break their barricades.

And to all of youse protesting,
I tell you this.

Be proud of yourselves.

Look them in the eyes
and tell them this.

YOUR.

TIME.

IS UP!

(CHEERING)

CROWD: CCC! CCC! CCC! CCC!

CCC! CCC! CCC! CCC! CCC!