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Katrine Poulsen. She's Danish Secret Service.

Go back to the office.

You need me there.

Get out or we lose him. And that's on you.

Arguments over Scottish Independence rage.

Scotland's share of the oil revenues has been far too high for too long.

Stop it!

-That's not me. -Certainly looks like you.

It's a fake. That's a fake.

Redback has got to be bigger than this.

They came within a ball hair of killing the Prime Minister.

Drop the gun!

We believe the attempt on your life was funded by a group

who are also backing Scottish terrorists.

I've been brought into the inner sanctum.

Pub on the Borders in two or three days.

Localised explosion.

Maximum publicity.

Tell Laird it's on.

This could cost us the union.

And it's scheduled already, is it, for tomorrow afternoon, this action?

Once you approve it, yes.

You see, the difficulty is that it's not in my hands

because the pub is Danish-owned.

So, I've had to run this past Michael Jespersen,

who has delegated the decision

to his deputy.

Poulsen?

Oh, God.

I've been on this for two years.

What, now I've got to bring in someone who I don't even trust?

Temple Laird.

Scottish nationalist terrorist.

Intel has him behind three attacks on English-owned properties

and two on European businesses this year.

He's been arrested four times.

Police can never find the evidence to charge him.

And no fatalities?

No. So far he's always called it in,

but narratives like his always end in murder.

I thought you were gonna concentrate on Redback.

We believe that Laird is funded by Russian money.

-You believe? -Can we just concentrate on Laird?

You think that Russia would fund a terror attack in the UK?

I've seen a Russian terror attack in the middle of London.

I watched the agonising deaths of two men, so...

Listen, what you're talking about, those were isolated attacks.

What we're trying to assess

is whether this lunatic is capable of a mass-fatality event.

Sorry. Do you think we're winging this?

We've been tracking him for two years.

All of our reports are verified by forensic psychologists.

He is dangerous.

And in 24 hours we can lock him up.

OK, Laird's cell.

Do you have an agent embedded with them?

Yes.

Well, then I need to speak to them.

Look, as soon as we've won the referendum,

I will of course renegotiate the Continental Shelf Act.

I mean, it's obvious. Scotland's share of the oil revenues

has been far too high for far too long.

How are they getting away with it?

How do people not realise?

I think they do. I think people know it's a fake.

Really? That's not what we're getting.

Tell me.

Private polling... Forget... Forget what the papers are saying.

Private polling has support for Scottish independence at 53 percent.

Do you still think most people believe the film's a fake?

The revolt against reason continues.

Idiocrasy in your own party fans the flames.

People choose to believe the film because of your honesty,

which is a drum you're very fond of beating.

Makes them feel bad about themselves.

The film gives them an opportunity to tell you to fuck off.

I should kill the referendum.

Resign.

No.

Mr. Ogilvy thinks it's the best option.

I think it's the only option.

Absolutely not. Adam...

We're gonna win this.

I didn't agree to this!

Hey.

Katrine Poulsen. DSIS.

And I didn't agree to you planting a bomb in a pub, but here we are.

Because the pub is Danish-owned we had to run it past DSIS.

So?

Why doesn't Laird plant the bomb himself?

Laird's a strategist, all right?

He never handles explosives. His dad's old SNLA mate,

Deke McAllister, assembles the devices.

Laird's father blew himself up when Laird was ten.

When the device is operational,

Laird gets one of his soldiers to do the rest.

OK. Talk me through it.

Right, so tomorrow I pick up the package.

I drive out to The Skanda pub.

I head into the gents where I disable the bomb.

Slide it into a cupboard space and then call in the warning.

But the bomb has never been touched by Laird.

Kelvin will have car trouble.

He'll call Laird. Laird will pick him up.

The police will follow Laird. I'm wearing a wire.

No, no, no. No wire. No, we went through this.

-It's a risk we can't take. -OK, OK. No wire.

As soon as Laird drops me off, the police pull him over.

And then the TNT residue from Kelvin links Laird to the bomb.

GPS for Laird's croft.

And just in case...

The transmitter's in Laird's lighter.

I didn't tell you to do that.

Nobody saw me.

How dangerous is Temple Laird?

Jesus Christ.

He's insane! All right?

He's sourced AK-47s and suicide vests.

And if independence doesn't happen,

he will carry out a mass-casualty attack.

Have you seen anything like that?

You're planting a live bomb in a crowded pub!

It won't be live.

Look, I was yodi for three years in Afghanistan

and I dealt with 100 roadside bombs.

I know what I'm doing!

Is this happening or not?

I don't know.

Just leave it with me, all right? Just...

What's that on your phone?

Oh.

When I was asleep,

Theo wanted to tell me that he loved me, so my wife said,

"Let's leave a message on Daddy's phone."

Aw, that's the sweetest.

He left you a message.

What age is he?

Twenty-seven.

No, he'll be six next month.

I love you.

You know, if we lose Scotland,

they become the seventh richest nation.

We drop to sixteenth.

Seventeenth.

God.

Adam's taking a massive risk.

There is a solution.

But I can't suggest it to Adam.

What is it?

This solution?

The referendum's going to be a digital vote.

I know people, who if needs be, can tweak the results.

Look, I know. I can't believe I'm saying it, but

if we lose, the economic impact...

Like, people will die.

If I made that suggestion...

He'd fire you.

I'd lose my oldest friend.

What if it came from me?

What's happened?

Fucking spy.

Infiltrator.

Betrayal.

Nothing worse. Nothing fucking worse.

Who is it?

Come here.

Deke?

I knew somebody was at it.

Took me a while.

I got proof.

Both knees.

No, don't do it. No!

Do it.

No, no.

No!

No!

No!

Do it!

No, no, no.

No...

You were gonna shoot me.

This little psycho was gonna fucking kneecap me.

Who's my little fucking psycho now, you wee beauty?

You passed the test, son.

You're on for tomorrow.

Right, give me that.

Right, yous pricks.

Let's have a fucking drink!

Aye!

He's shite-ing himself.

I would have done it for the cause.

Hey.

So, my office sent information on your guy.

Kelvin Cruickshanks.

Orphaned at four. Seven failed attempts at fostering.

On the plus side, he has a pretty impressive list of petty crimes.

Right, as a kid, he took the blame for others.

He's passed every security clearance.

-He's 29 years old. -Uh-uh.

No relationships.

His motives are adolescent.

I don't agree.

I want to make my mark.

I mean, come on. Loneliness and the need to be recognised.

Well, he's vulnerable to manipulation.

He's a grown man.

A grown man that would do anything for you.

I think it gives you a kick.

So, do you ever think before you speak?

But the agent handler thing.

That's more intense than any love affair.

When a lover says, "I'll die for you,"

they never mean it.

But in our world, it's real.

Are you gonna OK this operation or not?

No, I'm not going to OK it.

I don't trust your agent.

I don't trust you.

But sometimes you have to take a chance.

Not with people's lives.

Yes?

Latest MORI, Gallup and Harris Interactive.

-Is there a consensus? -We all think you're safe.

Yea, well, they only register the opinion of the polite.

Zac says if we lose Scotland, people will die.

Yeah, well, Zac will probably tell you exactly how many.

It's avoidable.

It is, if we win.

We don't have to lose.

How?

Theoretically, the voting system could be hacked.

How would you do that?

Digital voting.

There are people who can manipulate.

Really?

It would save lives.

"It would save lives."

Nicky, I hope that was a joke because if it's not,

and I'd have to check with Etta, but

I think what you just said could put you in prison.

Have you stood your agent down?

Not yet.

Look on the positive side. Now you can concentrate on Redback.

Do you know that the redback is a type of spider?

You know what the female does after sex?

Has a fag and a douche.

-Uh, no, she... -Yeah, I know what she does.

Michael. Hi.

Yes.

Yes. Great. Thanks.

Your boss has overruled you.

-It's on. -No, I don't believe you.

Call him.

CCTV is disabled inside and outside The Skanda.

Now, you press this button.

Starts the timer. That gives them one hour.

From Mr. Laird.

You're like a son to him, you know that?

He was in the Black Watch?

Belonged to his old fella.

Independence...

People think it's about politics.

It's about blood.

Good luck.

Holly! It's Eva!

Go away.

Open the door!

-Coming! -Open the door!

You forgot, haven't you?

Forgotten what?

Pub grub, cocktails. All free. No cash required.

Right. Yeah. 'Cause the honey monster wants back in your knacks

Don't be horrible. He's a nice guy.

I'm not in the mood.

Oh, come on. You've not been out for time.

I don't like Danish food.

Fuck's sake, Holly. Look at the state of you.

Get some fresh air in your lungs.

Doesn't it ever bother you?

What?

You don't fancy the guy.

You're using him for free drinks.

Holly, man, where's this coming from?

I don't like taking advantage of folk.

Chill out. It cuts both ways.

Yeah? What's he get?

Hope. He can fantasise about, you know?

What?

I don't know. A nice life.

What if that's all you've got,

it doesn't work out and you're left with nothing?

I think

you need a drink.

I can stretch to a half-bottle of Bucky

or we can jump on a bus to a land of free cocktails.

I don't like Bucky.

Ah-ha! Yes!

Come on! Get your face on! The stage coach leaves at noon.

-Come on. Move! -Yeah, all right! I'm coming!

Yeah. Beatrice. Good morning.

Levi has some concerns about the Scottish operation.

The timing's not good.

The timing?

My agent's on his way there right now.

We can't afford another fuck-up.

Not while we're contending with Redback.

We've had our funding cut for the third year in a row.

Look, we're facing multiple threats.

This costs nothing and we take out one of those threats for good.

We're under scrutiny from the Home Secretary.

I'm under scrutiny from the Home Secretary.

All right. Pull the whole thing. I'll reel Kelvin in.

Laird will know we're on to him,

and the next time he's on our radar he'll be wearing a suicide vest.

Don't worry about Zac Clark.

No fuck-ups.

Yeah.

Listen, Laird.

Yeah, I've got a problem.

No, I'm outside the pub.

But I had to walk the last half mile. Something wrong with my car.

Fuck! Get the job done. I'll get Deke to come for you.

All right.

I made a professional judgement!

Which I disagreed with. Deal with it.

Michael agreed with me and then you got Daddy to intervene.

Do you ever wonder where you would be if it wasn't for your father?

-Yes? -Fucking supply teacher!

I'm about to go in.

-Laird bought it. We're all good. -OK.

Call me when you're done. Wait were we agreed.

All right. I'm on my way.

What is it?

I'm fine.

You're welcome.

No, I don't have a spare.

I know. I...

I know.

I fucked up.

-Katrine? Are you...? -What?

Can you just go to Scotland and meet your guy and do your job, OK?

Cheers! Cheers!

Listen very carefully. This is Amy Brescin.

We've planted a bomb in The Skanda pub.

Get in!

Kelvin, get fucking in!

No!

Did you lose it?

I don't know.

You should go.

No, I'm gonna take you to hospital first.

No. I'll be fine on my own. It's OK.

No! Wait!

The bomb went off.

This is on you.

Fuck.

Kelvin, you set the timer?

Yes.

Could anybody have touched it?

No.

Could Deke?

I don't know.

Flat fucking tire, eh?

You're the only one I trust now.

I'm ten years old.

My dad's in a locked ward.

There's blood on his pillow.

His face is half gone.

I made him a promise.

Scotland was gonna be free.

Never gonna happen now, is it?

Thanks.

Have you been inside?

They pulled us. The building is unsafe.

The fire chief's assessing when we can go back in.

Was it TNT?

Yes. It was.

Did you pick up anything else?

Sorry?

Did your spectrometer pick up anything other than TNT?

TNT tends to get the job done.

He's not there?

He's not in hospital. He hasn't contacted me.

There's no witnesses. There's no CCTV, in or out.

It was disabled this morning.

The manager and the chef are among the dead, apparently.

They were Danish.

You go to your meeting place and, uh, I'll handle it here.

It's OK.

Just hold it together, all right?

It's OK.

Hey. Wait.

-Holly. -What happened? We just got here.

I don't have any details. What are you doing here?

My friend's ex works there.

I can't tell you anything.

What's your friend's name?

Niels...

Niels Vilfort. He's the chef.

Well, I've got Holly's number, so if I hear anything, I'll call you.

What if I need to call you?

I'll send you my number.

God.

Police have confirmed

that the bomb blast at The Skanda pub in the Scottish Borders

has left a number of people suffering life-changing injuries

and multiple fatalities.

But so far the exact death toll is yet to be confirmed.

The bomb is thought to be the work

of the Scottish nationalist terrorist organisation,

Amy Brescin.

A member of the group called the police security number

claiming responsibility just seconds before the blast.

This group has been linked with attacks...

Right, well, I'll put a fire on.

No!

You fucker!

-Who are you fucking working for? -I don't know.

Who are you fucking working for?

I trusted you!

I fucking trusted you!

I fucking trusted you!

Little brat!

Do it.

Do it, then!

Do it!

You all right? It's OK, Kelvin. It's OK.

You all right?

Talk to me. It's all right.

Hey.

Hi.

Something's odd?

Yes. Odd.

I found it in the gents. It's the detonator.

They used an AAL.

It's the rubber seal that holds the shot tube in place.

So... So what's odd?

Why is there two?

Look,

you have to talk to me, Kelvin.

OK? I need to know what happened.

No.

No. You can have that when you tell me that went wrong.

I don't know what went wrong.

I did what I was supposed to do.

You couldn't have done! Eleven people died!

Somebody sabotaged it.

Who could that have been?

Too many knew.

Who?

That Danish bint, huh? Her department.

How many in your office knew?

You used me!

Don't blame the people I work with for your screw-up!

I...

I killed 'em. Fuck.

I killed all those people.

There was a girl in there.

And she smiled.

She smiled at me.

Come on.

It's not your fault, Kelvin.

I know. I didn't...

I didn't mean to...

I didn't... I didn't mean...

What are you doing?

Kelvin, get off of me. Get off. What are you doing?

Please help.

What are you doing?

-Please help me. -Get off me. Kelvin!

Help me.

Don't ever do that to me ever again!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Wait.

No!

No!

The guy I talked to thinks they used two detonators.

Most of the evidence has been formerly given to us to look at.

And what when we can see from what we have in front of us...

Who benefits from this?

The British government.

What can I do?

You decide.

Now, Kelvin, the ambulance will be here in a minute.

This is on Laird.

All right? Nobody else.

You don't take the blame anymore, Kelvin.

Do you hear me?

All right? You don't take the blame.

And as the standard death roll rises to 11,

we ask what does that mean for Scottish independence?

I think we know what it means for Scottish independence.

Don't let anyone outside this room hear you say that.

Our official line,

this is an absolute tragedy.

We don't want it to affect the way people vote.

Right.

The funerals.

-I think we should consider... -Do not say the optics.

Should you attend the funerals? That's all I'm asking.

Or is it not better we organise a service?

Involve all the first responders.

I'm going to the funerals.

All of them.

-The ones in Denmark? -All of them.

It'll be spun. Made to look like it's about political capital.

So, we put a poll in the field. Somebody we trust.

I don't need a bloody poll!

I'm going because it's the right thing to do.

Well...

I'm guessing you flirted an idea.

Oh, he loved it.

Said I could go to prison.

No?

Another day and there would've been no need to mention it.

Well, you always find the silver lining.

That's why you hired me.

Kelvin's been sent to Chatham Military Hospital. OK?

I want an armed guard on the door

and I want round-the-clock suicide watch.

And what am I supposed to tell the Home Secretary?

Tell him he'll have the answers when we have them.

And what about Laird? This whole thing was about bringing him in.

Yeah. I don't know.

This is an unmitigated fuck-up, Beatrice!

This could bring us all down.

I'm gonna fix it, all right?

I said I'll fix it, and that's what I'm gonna do.

Fuck!

Morning.

Good morning.

Are you all done in Scotland?

Yeah. Finished last night.

Yeah.

What I told you yesterday, I...

I... I made a mistake.

I was wrong about there being two seals.

OK.

The...

The force of the blast

made it split along the seam.

Better to know the truth.

Sure.

Have a good day.

Yeah, you too.

I get it. I get it.

What happened?

What do you mean what happened?

To your head?

Oh. Yeah.

It was nothing.

The baby's fine, by the way.

OK, yeah.

Right. Result.

Home Secretary's guaranteed they'll be no enquiry.

The public have a madman with a history of violence

and terrorist still under lock and key.

Motive evidence. No CCTV.

From now on, we can sign this to history and move on.

No more diversions.

Tattoo Redback on your eyeballs!

From now on, it's all you're gonna see until we have cracked it,

killed it and pissed merrily on its corpse.

Evil English bastards.

Eleven dead 'cause you need our fucking oil.

I know you need to believe that,

but the truth is one of our agents made a mistake.

No.

Your agent was EOD.

That was sabotage.

And you are some other bastard.

That was no mistake.

You don't like that, do you?

Can't be having me in court.

You wanna play the grownups' games, you need to know the rules.

I know the rules.

I know who betrayed me.

Who betrayed you?

We've been over Kutiev's online comms.

Maybe he was bluffing about Redback.

Then why did Adamov kill him?

The coroner forged the report from the bombing.

Our intel has Torben Jensen in London.

He's in contact with the bias linked to Daesh.

You only care about yourself!

I sacrificed every principle I have to protect you,

so don't fucking go there!

I know about tweaking the referendum results.

You got it all wrong.

It was a joke.

Laird isn't the man I saw and you can't make me say he is!

I just had a message from Holly. Someone she knows died in that bomb.

Katrine said you know him.

When I say no diversions, I mean no diversions.

Whoa, whoa! Redback? Who is it?

This is an indication that Redback is an individual.

I have information you're going to be interested in.

Who is Redback?

You know I can't allow that to happen.

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