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What the hell are you doin'? The troops are all over the place.

I know that.

How's Maureen and Angie?

They're fine.

I got her a birthday present.

Oh, that's sweet!

As a matter of fact the other night...

she was asking when she'd see her Uncle Sean again.

God speed the day when she can.

Alright, Sean...

What do you really want?

Niall, I need your help.

You?

Or the IRA?

Both.

No...

But Niall...

We've a big job on.

It's urgent.

And we can't afford to wait for the next consignment of gelignite.

I'm not asking you to do anything, except supply it.

Our support is growing.

We'll get the British out of Ireland.

But we have to keep up the pressure.

And we need that stuff.

I'm sure you need it!

But I told you once before I don't believe in violence any more.

I remember when they gave you medals for it.

Yes... and now I put my family first.

I put Ireland first.

Above everything?

I wonder if you COULD.

Wish her a happy birthday for me.

Come on, man! Come and get me, Tommy!

Come on!

Come on, Tommy!

Petrol bomber!

Rubber bullets!

Fire!

Crowd now grown to 40!

Older youths joining in.

Get the jack!

Gas!

Now here they come.

Move back!

Savages!

You wouldn't do this if it was YOUR car, would you?

Get that bloody wheel fixed!

Angie, come here!

Come on! Come on! Come on!

We've got 'em trapped!

Take my hand.

I didn't mean it!

I didn't mean it!

God save Ireland said they all...

Whether on the gallows high...

Or the battlefield we die...

Oh, what matter when for Erin dear we fall!

Climbed they up the rugged stair, rang their voices out in prayer...

Then with England's fatal cord around them cast...

I don't have a Pommy accent.

Kate's busy, dear.

've got all their names.

The lieutenant 'll be easy... he's got a woman over in Nyhoma Rd.

There'll be revenge, now.

A British life, for every Irish martyr.

Starting with the officer.

Do you want something more, man?

Anything, Niall!

You know that.

Thanks Mrs Hanagan.

How is he?

Mrs Hanagan, do you think you could stay here tonight, maybe?

- Keep an eye on him. - Of course.

I've been all over the ground.

But that's the only road with a clear view.

We've used that one before.

It'll work.

Alright... we'll take the lorry across the border here.

But Hennessy, he's gone ... He's booked a flight to London...

He's cleared out!

- Who told you? - I checked at the airport.

Mrs Hanagan says he was up all night.

And in the morning he makes a phone call to 'The Herald'.

Could you get me Jack Delaney at the 'Belfast Herald', please.

- He caught the first flight? - He's in the air now.

Hello, Jack...

I'm sorry to ring you at work like this, but this is important.

You got a call from Niall Hennessy this morning.

What?

Is that all?

Yeah, thanks Jack.

He called because he wanted to know

the date of the opening session of the British parliament.

It's next week.

What a terrible thing, Niall!

You have all our sympathy.

You know that.

We have a car.

Tobin phoned us from Belfast.

What are your plans now?

Tobin thinks you've got something in mind.

`Tobin wants to know.

Halt!

Now get out!

Go on... walk!

Walk!

It's up to you...

But I really don't think it's for you.

I'd still like to try it on.

The cubicle's over there.

I tried to call you.

Oh, Niall, I'm so sorry!

Don't cry now.

What are you doing over here?

I know how you feel.

For 2 years I've lived with it myself.

Sometimes I can't even remember what Frank looked like.

You'd think at this stage of the game, any killing involving an Irishman

would automatically come straight to Special Branch.

- It's our baby now, sir. - It was a bloody late delivery!

The Irish squad should have had it 2 hours ago.

We'll try young Williams out on this one.

Listen, if you bloody thickheads in Belfast had done your job properly,

I'd have got him at the airport, and turned his arse right round again.

So YOU're back, Hollis!

Yes.

Good sick-leave?

Bearable.

How's the leg?

Right as rain!

Good morning sir. How are you?

Belfast was on the line. Seems that Hennessy's in London.

Hennessy?

The White St incident... his wife and kid got killed...

He could be very dangerous.

Hennessy? I'm sure we have no Hennessy on the IRA files.

Then you'd better put him on it right away!

He's a "probable recruit".

Not every Irishman with a grievance joins the IRA.

Yeah but this is a bloody peculiar Irishman.

He didn't wait for the family's funeral.

And he's here on a one-way ticket.

Do you know him?

Yeah, I know of him.

And if he has joined them... it's about to hit the fan.

Who's Robert Tilney?

Tilney?...

Ex-con. Thug.

Irish.

He's dead in the back of a car. He's yours.

Hello, Fred.

Hello, Inspector, I heard you were back.

Everything's gone through to Ballistics and Prints.

Thank you.

Anything useful?

No. It's not listed as stolen.

Probably borrowed it from a friendly used-car lot.

It's a new thing they're doing sir, so it won't be reported as missing yet.

Yeah, alright, Williams.

I'm sorry, but you've been in Belfast so long

I didn't think you'd...

Get a list of the likely garages that turn 'em over.

Yes sir.

While you're up there...

Some pictures of Hennessy... We'll circulate them.

See if we can find him.

Do you still take one sugar?

Still yes, thank you

It isn't a very big flat, but it's big enough for ME.

Anyway, I've put most of my money into the business.

Anyway, it suits me.

I like it because it's nice and handy to the shop.

Is this mews a dead end?

No. it goes round.

Comes ot up to another street.

There's a rear entrance, then?

You sounded just like Frank, then.

Look Kate, there's a favour I have to ask you.

I need a place to stay... and I may be longer than you think.

Is that alright?

You stay here as long as you like!

You certain?

Come on Niall, you and I and Frank did grow up together...

That buys you something like...

The keys under the doormat or the keys to the car...

Whatever you like!

Well, that's settled... sit down and drink your tea.

Have you seen any of them...

...the IRA lads?

Oh no!

When Frank died, all that died, too.

Well, if you see them, you haven't seen ME.

Alright?

Boyle says he just had that gun on him.

He grabs it from Tilney and kills him.

The man's gone crazy.

What makes you so sure he's gonna blow up Parliament?

I know him.

I know the way his mind works.

All members of the House of Commons are elected.

The government party sits here on the Speaker's right...

And the opposition parties there, on the left.

Now the house was destroyed by bombs during the war...

Mr Winston Churchill had it rebuilt to exactly the same size...

So that now, there are not enough seats...

- When every member attends, that is. - What do they do then?

Just have to stand, don't they.

If you all like to follow me this way...

The oldest part is over 900 years old...

But the rest of it, after a disastrous fire was rebuilt early in Queen Victoria's reign.

- How much? - 25p please.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is the House of Lords.

Only peers of the realm and bishops and archbishops are allowed beyond this bar

when the Lords are in session.

Even members of the Commons have to stay behind the bar

when they're summoned to hear the Queen's speech.

The state opening takes place of course in 4 days time...

And Her Majesty will read the speech from the throne over there.

She will be attended by the Duke of Edinburgh...

...Prince Charles, Princess Anne, peers and bishops...

...and the leading politicians of every party.

Open it!

There's nothin' in there, Mr Hollis.

And you've got no warrant.

What's wrong with him?

Cramp.

Open it, Mick.

If you think it's stolen, check the engine numbers.

Out!

But sir, don't you think it would be better...

Both of you!

Shut the door!`

You were there, Maguire!

That night in Belfast!

You're gonna talk!

``Right?!

He seems to have been unusually cooperative.

What happened to your wrist?

Didn't Williams tell you?

Did you hear why Hennessy shot Tilney?

No.

Or what he's doing in London?

No.

O'Brien, sir.

Travis, sir.

- McGuinness, sir. - They've all been checked out?

Yes, sir... they've seen nothing, heard nothing, said nothing, sir

Whatever you think of me, Williams...

For God's sake, stop calling me "Sir".

We were taught to show respect for rank.

Well, keep 'em moving!

O'Hare.

Milton.

Covey.

There... hold it...

You're getting careless, Covey.

You parked on a yellow line.

Oh, my God!

Niall Hennessy.

Who?

Don't piss about, Covey!

What are the lads saying about Hennessy?

Nothin' to me, Mr Hollis.

Well, you better start hearing something pretty soon.

Or the IRA will be looking for another driver.

Excuse me...

Could you tell me where a man, Tipaldi, lives?

Yes, that one upstairs, here.

- Mr Tipaldi? - Yeah.

A friend from Belfast sent me.

What friend?

Tobin.

No, never heard of him.

Yes you did... 3 years ago you helped him get out of England.

Not me.

300 pounds says you did.

I'd take it, if I were you.

Come in.

Yeah... it could be done.

It's difficult, but yeah... it's possible.

Mind you, I'd have to drop everything else.

500.

Does that include you'll show me how to do it?

Oh yeah!

How long would it take?

Tuesday.

I have to have it Monday.

Try somewhere else.

Alright.

Tuesday.

I shall have to take certain measurements, of course.

You'll call for it on Tuesday, then.

Round about 4 o'clock?

A whole new range of things came in today.

So I had to stay in the shop all day.

I could use some air after supper, now... how about you?

Today, all Belfast mourns...

For 22-year old Jenny O'Neill...

For James Peters, 18-year old.

Mark O'Brien, 18...

His brother Lenny, 16...

Paul McConnell, 12...

and ironically only on her 7th birthday...

Angela Hennessy and Mrs Maureen Hennessy...

...her mother.

Seven martyrs of White Street.

Sectarian ideals were set aside today...

as Ulster pays respect to the youth of Belfast.

The funeral cortege passes...

The security forces are alert...

But today, there is no violence.

Missing from the long procession of mourners

is Captain Niall Hennessy...

...who served with such distinction with the British forces in North Africa.

He had a double tragedy to bear.

Death has brought about an emotional peace.

But have the victims of White Street died in vain?

Or now will the people of Ulster strive for the peace

that has been...

By God, Commandant, if I was Hennessy...

...I'd be in London trying to do the same thing as he is!

We're trying to get the British OUT of Ireland...

The man tries to kill the Queen of England...

We'll have the whole bloody world on our backs...

...whether he's a member of the IRA or not.

It would set us back 50 years.

Hollis is onto Hennessy.

Hollis!

You promised safe-conduct!

Only to you.

This is the end of you in Belfast, Hollis.

You're finished.

Hollis is hard.

And Hennessy knows a lot.

Forget about Hollis!

Sean says if Hennessy blows up Parliament, the whole world 'd come down on us.

Then we have to stop him.

London's lookin' for him.

Just lookin' isn't enough.

We've got to get rid of him.

I've known him all my life.

You have a friend and you have a cause.

Which comes first.

Think of Ireland.

Above everything.

I wonder if you could.

Tell London.

He's to be killed immediately.

On sight.

Thanks, Covey.

Well?

Well what?

Hennessy.

I don't know nothin'.

Now, you know ME, Covey...

If your taxi was to back into my car...

I'd have you off the road for 3 months.

Wouldn't I?!

I'm a careful driver.

Look the other way, Williams.

You pig!

Hennessy!

The word's come from Tobin...

He's to be killed!

An execution... why?

- He killed Tilney, so... - No, it must be bigger than that.

Something of the political backlash, or Tobin wouldn't have ordered it.

Tobin?!

Yeah, his closest friend.

Something has to be done.

- He's right, you know. - And it isn't just this city...

It's the whole country that's being desecrated and polluted.

And here is the man who will cede our point.`

My name is Stephen Burgess...

Some of you may know me as a member of parliament.

But to those who don't, I WAS an architect.

But now, fortunately...

...maybe UNfortunately...

...I'm a politician.

This city stinks!

It smells, because the people who live in it have never had the guts to stand up

...and fight against the authorities...

..who permit the air, the streets, and the water...

to be polluted... by the filthy wastes of modern industry.

My name is Stephen Burgess.

Burgess...

Some of you may know me as a member of parliament...

But for those who don't... I WAS an architect.

Burgess...

My name...

My name is Stephen Bur...

Anybody home?!

Just me.

You look like you've had a long day.

What are you really doing in London, Niall?

What's wrong?

Now, that's an old Irish custom...

Answering one question with another.

A man came lookin' for you.

Oh, did he now?!

- And did you tell him anything? - I wouldn't tell those people the time of day.

You haven't joined them, Niall?!

Me? No!

No!

Attention all guards!

One of our men has been attacked and his uniform stolen.

Patrol all fences immediately!

- That's him... - Where?

Up the other end!

Alright... stay with him.

There was 30 pounds of gelignite, sir. He got the lot.

Can the guard identify him?

Never saw who hit him, sir.

Of course he didn't! Bloody hopeless!

A nice clear set of prints, sir.

They'll be Hennessy's.

Good God, man... what's happened?!

Nothing's happened, I'm alright.

I'm alright.

Can I get you something... a cup of tea?

- I tell you, I'm alright! - Niall...

Are you?!

Now what?

Alright.

You've said somethin'... Go to bed.

No, Hollis, I will not authorise you to carry a gun.

He's armed... he's killed...

He's got 30 pounds of gelignite!

This isn't Belfast. It's not a battlefield.

It's London... and we stick to the book.

Well, Hennessy doesn't... he's got his own set of rules.

And you want to work by yours?

Your rules got 3 policemen killed in Belfast... remember!

I just want an even chance, if I get near him.

No... permission denied.

Jesus!

- It's no wonder we can't beat them! - Hollis!

Come back here!

Sit down!

No thank you!

You'll do as you're told!

I'll say this once, and once only...

You were a good officer until you went to Belfast...

...and Tobin went after you.

But the violence over there has corrupted you.

You could find no answer to their methods except counter-violence.

Now, it's part of you.

You're hooked!

Just like THEY are.

And the way you're heading...

...you may not have much longer with Special Branch.

Is that it?!

It's possible you may not have much longer to live.

Think about it, Hollis!

Please.

Yeah...

OK.

The Houses of Parliament, please.

Mr Burgess is expecting me.

You've just missed him.

Have I?

I see.. could I come in and leave a note...

It's about his anti-pollution campaign.

Oh, yes, of course... come in.

There's a pad and pencil there.

Thank you.

You must have a full-time job with this.

A busy man like Mr Burgess, to take care of.

No, not really... I just come in every morning.

I see.

Only in the mornings.

What does he do...

Cook for himself at night?

Not on your life!

No... he's away a lot, of course, but...

If he wants supper at home, I come in and get it.

I see.

Thank you...

You're very kind... bye bye. - Goodbye.

You ARE on a job, aren't you?!

I told you the truth.

No, you didn't.

Well, it's better you don't know.

How many times Frank used to tell me that!

Bloody Irish men!

Either you're on your knees prayin' or you're on your knees shootin' at each other.

I told you once, Kate...

and I'll tell you again...

I'm not on a job...

and I'm not workin' for them.

Mother of God, don't you understand anything?!

I don't care if you are workin' for them...

I don't care if you're sellin' them and the 'Holy Cause' down the river!

I'm talkin' about ME, now!

You used me!

I was just somewhere safe to stay, wasn't I?

Wasn't I?!

Yes.

Well, what ARE you up to?

If you're not workin' for them, what the hell are you doin'?

I can't tell you that.

- You don't trust me? - It's not that I don't trust you...

I don't want you to get hurt. I don't want you to get involved.

Well, I'm hurt... and I'm involved!

I'm Irish, too!

Then if you think I'm up to somethin'...

Why don't you call the police?

One thing you'll discover, Niall...

You never quite get used to bein' alone.

Did you ask across, if any news of Hennessy?

Nothin'.

He's got to be stayin' somewhere.

Friends maybe.

Every man we have is looking for him.

Must have gone to earth.

Last time, there were 5 of you!

You're lookin' for Niall Hennessy.

I'll tell you what Hennessy's gonna do

with that gelignite he got hold of the other day.

We don't know how he's gonna do it...

But tomorrow, when the queen opens parliament...

...he's gonna blow up everybody there.

You better believe that.

I believed you once before.

Well I'm telling you... ON the record...

...that the IRA have no part in it.

`If you don't find a way to stop him...

...we will.

Are you sure?

Tobin's political... he can see the consequences.

Any suggestion of cancelling the opening will have to go to the Prime Minister.

It's your decision, sir. Your head on the block.

Commander Rice, here...

My office, please.

Austin?

What time's the Home Secretary due back from Italy?

Fix me an appointment with him straight away will you, as soon as he gets in.

Top priority.

May I remind you of Standing Order 14, sir?

Well?

Personnel guarding the Royal Family permitted to carry firearms.

Yes, yes... Well, see to it!

Off you go!

You're early.

Is it ready?

Er... yeah...

More or less.

Well... we're nearly ready.

These pieces have to be pretty carefully wrapped.

I've marked each piece individually, so you can...

Perhaps we'd better go over it again.

So you can... It's very difficult.

I can do it.

What happened to Hennessy?

What happened to Hennessy?!

So I went as slow as I could.

It's Covey.

It's for you.

OK... I'm leavin'.

What are you gonna do with that gelignite?

It's no use askin' you NOT to do it.

Whatever it is.

No, of course not!

Here's the keys to your car, and the apartment.

There's one more thing...

Thank you.

It's alright, we're police officers.

He's gone!

Right... where's he gone?

I don't know.

Hey, wait a minute, you're...

You're Frank Brooke's wife! Aren't you?

Now you have to understand this...

We HAVE to find Niall Hennessy!

Now, where's he gone?

I don't know.

It's only the British royal family!

All the Lords.

And every member of parliament will be there.

Everyone within 50 yards will be blown to pieces.

My God!

Kate, this is Niall.

I was just wondering... a tape recorder... I think I left it at the flat.

Look, I've got a customer, will you hang on a minute?

What will you do with him?

We'll take him back to Belfast.

He's an old friend, Mrs Brooke.

Get him to go to your apartment.

Are you there?

Yes, but did you find it, the recorder.

I found it.

Gerry!...

Could you leave the door on the latch.

I'll get round the back.

Can you sit with me, Mrs Brooke.

I'll take the back... Gerry... You take the front.

Wait for me, will you.

That tape recorder...

Could you get it for me?

Right... Here he is.

Just take a look out of the window.

Just make it casual... Don't scare him.

Gerry... he's comin' up.

Cover the door.

- No guns!... Please! - Wait a minute.

He's armed... We can't take any chances.

No... Niall... go back!

Stop him!

It should be postponed, sir.

The prime minister talked to Her Majesty only an hour ago...

They won't hear of it!

Minister... one of our inspectors has been in close contact with their people...

It's a genuine threat.

We are treating it as genuine!

Full alert... Full protection of Her Majesty.

It's a hell of an operation to mount at such short notice.

Nevertheless, it has to be done.

The whole power structure of the nation will be there...

The repercussions are unimaginable.

Gentlemen...

The time is so short... Let's not waste it.

Mrs Eff?

What time would you like your supper, sir?

What about an hour? Just something on a tray...

I've got a report to read.

You'll get indigestion again!

Oh, I couldn't live without it!

Don't make any noise...

And do exactly what I tell you.

Is this some sort of political kidnapping?

It's nothing to do with politics at all.

You must be absolutely insane!

Maybe I am.

Now we're gonna go upstairs.

Two people picked Hennessy as the man being chased, sir.

- And the woman that lived in this flat... - used to have IRA connections.

Man on the right's Frank Brooke.

Blown up in Belfast.

One of his own bombs.

Perhaps this is where Hennessy's been holed up, sir.

Williams!...

Page missing from this book... Get me another one.

Now!

Yes, sir.

There you are, sir.

James Norne was killed in that big plane crash 2 months ago, sir...

...and Burgess... He's in Holland Park.

Right... let's go and see Mr Burgess.

Mr Burgess!

Mr Burgess!

- Your supper tray's ready, sir. - Thank you!

I'll leave it on the desk, sir.

My name is Stephen Burgess.

Some of you may know me as a member of parliament.

My name is Stephen Burgess.

Some of you...

What a bloody man!

Right behind the enemy lines again.

Yes?

- Good night sir. - Thank you.

Stephen Burgess speaking.

God save the queen!

That was a good try, Niall.

I'm afraid the fancy-dress party's over.

You don't have the credit to be an MP, anyway.

Now look, Niall...

We're coming over there now.

Come out on the street in a few minutes, and stand on the corner.

We'll take you back to Belfast, peacefully.

If you don't...

...we're gonna have to come in... shooting.

Excuse me Mr Burgess, there's an Inspector Hollis to see you.

Yes, Special Branch, sir.

I'll only need a few minutes.

Right, Mrs Eff...

You can go now, in fact you can go home if you like.

Thank you, sir.

I'm investigating some IRA killings in London, sir...

Does the name Robert Tilney mean anything to you?

Not a thing.

Niall Hennessy?

- That chap in the newspaper? - That's right. - No

It appears he's been staying in London, with a Mrs Kate Brooke.

Now, Mrs Brooke was found shot dead a few hours ago.

We found this book in her flat, sir.

Your photograph's been torn out of it. Any idea why?

Did you know Mrs Brooke?

No.

You seem to be disturbed when I told you she'd been killed.

Well...

Of course I'm disturbed...

I just received a phone call threatening my life.

It was an Irish voice.

Have you ever had anything to do with the IRA, sir?

You know, speeches in Parliament against them?

No.

I think, under the circumstances, I should have police protection.

Very well, sir.

I'll get somebody around right away.

Thank you, Inspector... Oh, one more thing...

As I'm going to the opening of Parliament tomorrow...

...I'd like an escort.

Certainly, sir.

Thank you again.

Good night.

Poor Kate!

I want a couple of men on duty here.

- Right away. - Yes, sir.

And fix an escort for Burgess to the House tomorrow.

Right, sir.

MP from 2301... message.

2301... go ahead.

Sir!...

There's a squad car on the way. What then?

Check out that Burges character...

There's something about him.

Why should the IRA threaten him?

Get down!

It's Tobin and 2 others.

Get your gun out.

Are you ready?

Let's go!

Tobin... Hold it!

`Stand still!

What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?!

Jesus! I'll get the car.

Get in!

Come on... move it!

Keep... very still!

Hold it.

That's the entrance over there. That's where Hennessy will go in.

Pretending to look exactly like Burgess.

Remember...

It's our last chance to stop him.

An extra 1,000 men will come on duty...

...at 2-hourly intervals throughout the night.

Harry...

Charles...

You take the first batch.

200 bods...

Search every inch of the Houses of Parliament

and the buildings nearby.

Those buses... pick up the next detail, straightaway.

Have you got any?

Not a thing, sir.

Nothing here sir.

Nothing, sir

Hasn't got a smell of Irish in him.

That's right, Stephen Burgess, the MP.

Nothing, Sergeant.

Not at all sir.

I want constant observation from this window.

Take it in turns.

- 30 minutes each. - Right, Sergeant.

- How about a rifle, Sergeant? - They'll be here in half an hour.

Right... you want to take first go?

You're wasting time.

Hennessy's the threat... not Burgess.

There must be a link, sir.

Otherwise, why has Tobin gone after Burgess.

The state opening of Parliament by Her Majesty the Queen.

Since first light on this fine autumn day...

...the crowds have been taking their vantage points...

...Watching the arrival of the Guards to line the processional route.

The Metropolitan and City police...

Bloody obvious!

Tobin comes to London to kill Hennessy... and goes after Burgess...

Just staring me in the bloody face!

I don't understand!

I'll tell you on the way... Where's your car?

Good morning, Mr Burgess.

Sergeant Duggan, sir.

We thought it'd be safer to use a car that doesn't look too official.

Thank you.

Mr Burgess has left, sir.

Last reserves in position, sir.

Now entering Westminster...

The Honourable Corps of Gentlemen at Arms...

and The Yeomen of the Sovereign's Bodyguard...

...more commonly known as the Beefeaters.

The first members of the royal family...

...the Duke and Duchess of Kent and Princess Margaret and Lord Snowden.

His Grace, the Lord Archbishop of Canterbury... Dr Ramsay.

I know he's gonna try and blow up Parliament.

He's got gelignite strapped all around him!

He's a walking bomb!

I'm just getting Commander Rice, sir.

Don't do that! He's inside by now!

If anybody tries to grab him, he'll blow the place up.

Stay with Burgess!

We thought it safer to bring you to a staff entrance, sir.

You can reach the central lobby directly from here.

- Hello, Mr Burgess. - Good morning.

Good morning, Stephen...

Nice suntan, Stephen.. Good holiday?

Yes...

...Barbados.

There's the coach carrying the imperial crown...

..which Her Majesty will wear during the ceremony.

The escort is provided by the Household Cavalry.

The ceremonial mace, originally intended for the defence of the sovereign's person.

The Imperial State Crown was made for Queen Victoria...

...in 1838, and many of the gems are of ancient origin.

Near St James as mad as hell, sir.

Warn snipers in Horse Guards Parade, and Whitehall please.

Her Majesty's turning into Horse Guards Parade now sir.

No damned policeman can stop me going into the Houses of Parliament.

My orders are to stay with you, sir.

Hollis, Special Branch...

I have to get through.

Sorry, sir, we have instructions to let no one through.

This is urgent, Sergeant!

Well, sir, I'll try and clear it with Operations.

Ask for Commander Rice.

My lords, pray be seated.

Yes!... Clear Inspector Hollis through.

Hats off, strangers!

Hats off!

Mr Speaker, The Queen commands this honourable House...

...to attend Her Majesty immediately in the House of Peers.

Make way for The Black Rod.

Make way for Mr Speaker.

Make way for The Black Rod.

Make way for Mr Speaker.

Make way for The Black Rod.

Make way for Mr Speaker.

My Lords, and Members of the House of Commons...

The major international interests of Britain

are the maintenance of peace the promotion of prosperity...

...the settlement of disputes by conciliation and agreement.

And the encouragement of trade and peaceful exchanges

between nations.

At home, prime ministers attach the greatest importance

to promoting full employment...

and an effective Regional Development Policy.

They will stimulate long-term growth in the less-prosperous areas...

...by increasing their economic attractions...

..and by improving their amenities.

My ministers will start discussions with a view to encourage agricultural expansion...

...by changes to the current system...

...of financial support.

They will promote the efficient development...

of the fishing industry.

The work of the Industrial Trade Boards will be reviewed...

...and facilities for retraining and management training...

...improved and extended.

A bill will be introduced to establish a framework of law...

...from which improved industrial relations can develop.

And a code of practice will be prepared...

...laying down the standards for good management and trade union practice.

My government will work for a fair and lasting peace...

...in the Middle East.

And for settlement of conflict in Indo-China.

They will consult with leaders in The Gulf...

Inspector Hollis, Special Branch.

They will consult with leaders in The Gulf...

...on how our common interests in that area, may best be served.

My government will make a further effort...

...to find a responsible and just solution to the Rhodesian problem...

That man has a gun...

I'm Special Branch!

I can manage, thank you.

Sorry, Inspector.