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On the morning of November the 29th, you boarded a westbound DLR

train at 10.09am.

Is that correct?

If that's what the cameras say.

I wasn't really keeping track of the time.

And you disembarked the train at West India Quay Station.

- Is that correct? - That's right.

You then walked to the Eldon Street branch of Cafe 66.

- Is that correct? - Yes.

I was meeting a friend.

For what reason were you meeting your friend that morning?

Thanks.

Nothing in particular.

- Just catching up. - Emily.

You knew Holly Morten through your husband's work -

is that correct?

That's correct.

Was it normal for you to socialise with your husband's colleagues?

One moment, Mrs Waters.

BSS have reminded me that this type of question

needs protected from PII.

Mm-hmm.

Protected at my discretion.

- I'm just the messenger. - OK, thank you.

Mrs Waters, in the interest of national security,

we will not be pursuing this line of inquiry any further.

He is asking for details.

Very dashing, Jeffrey. How was your speech?

I haven't made it yet. My wife's waiting in the car.

I want to know what she's waiting for.

Sal Brahimi's solicitors.

Refused to start without you.

Howard Cook.

My client would like to turn Queen's evidence in exchange

for a reduced sentence.

Oh, would he?

He'd be better off pleading insanity.

Look, what my client has to offer is in the interest

of national security.

If ignored, it could have grave consequences for untold lives,

and my client will be left with no choice but to inform the press

the Deputy Assistant Commissioner himself chose not to listen.

This goes in the shredder if his intel craps out.

Yeah, I see.

Let the record show my client has identified Yousef Hassan.

Yousef Hassan was a CTSU informant, yes?

Um...

One day he just stayed behind after working out

and then he starts asking me a bit of questions about Ahmed.

He starts asking me enough questions about him that I wrote it down,

all of that, and see, what it was with Yousef,

he had seen me with him a few months before,

and then now he's asking all these questions.

You know, I thought it was a bit strange.

What kind of questions?

Was that your mate?

How did you know him?

Were you involved in all that kind of stuff?

Basically questions that just you don't ask.

- Questions that got him killed. - Where is he now?

The asset's on the move, heading east towards Newham.

- Could be on the way to Chessington Close. - We'll see.

"Mr Brahimi, you need to explain very clearly -

"who killed Yousef Hassan?"

Ahmed, this guy here. Ahmed, innit?

I mean, well, I gave him the heads-up

and then he's the one who did it.

He's the one who got it done.

Are you aware intelligence reports state that Ahmed El Adoua was killed

by a drone strike in Syria prior to Yousef Hassan's murder?

Look, I don't know what the television is talking about

cos I was with him.

He was in London. We were together that same morning.

Hey, I don't know who they killed. It wasn't him.

Look, this is him. He's the one who did it.

He, erm, did it.

- He's still alive as well. - Do you know where he is?

- Like I said, 17 Chessington Close. - Shit.

Let the records show my client has identified Ahmed El Adoua.

Salaam, brother.

Yeah, salaam.

- They're calling you Raza, right? - Yeah.

What do they call you?

Salim is telling me you need a place to stay, right?

Yeah, if it's no bother.

- You're homeless or no? - Yeah, my... My parents turfed me out.

Well, maybe we have a bed for you.

Why are you standing by the door? Come on, come in.

You, erm... You like to play?

Check these graphics.

That was definitely made before I was born.

Yeah, well, Zakir spilled his breakfast

all over the old one, so that's basically

what we have now.

That wasn't me, Ahmed - that was Farook.

Ahmed, yeah?

- Do I know you from somewhere? - No.

No, you don't. No-one does.

Only as international. Come on, pick your side.

Ah, interesting. Why are you picking England?

- I don't know, cos I'm English. - And do I...

I don't know, do I look Brazilian to you?

No.

I just pick them because they are the best.

England is shit.

Why are you picking England?

I was born here. I just picked 'em.

Huh.

Well, think about that...

They broke into your head so much that even in the ancient virtual

reality of this game, you still think you're English.

Now, what can I think about that? Huh?

Like, even the tiny little pixel fans in this fake stadium,

with their fake flags, drinking their fake beers,

getting into fake fights, they know you're not English.

You're not English, Raza. You are Muslim.

Now, tell me, why are you picking England?

I don't know, bruv.

If it was quicker, I'd pick Pakistan, innit?

Golazo! Goal!

- Ahmed. - What? - Offside. It's disallowed. No goal.

Yeah, shit.

All right, take your kick.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Did Sal say anything to you about getting arrested?

What are you talking about?

My friend just sent me this picture.

Apparently the police got the gym on lockdown.

Are you going to finish up?

Get back to the game?

No.

No, no, no.

That game's not real.

All right, gentlemen,

one last time before you head in, this is my asset.

I just want you to get a good look at him before you head in there.

That's my asset.

Do not, I repeat, do not shoot him.

Roger that. We'll do our best.

Remember, if you see a vest or a detonator, don't run.

Drop flat and breathe through your mouth.

Never heard of a front door?

Very quietly, tell us how many people on the premises.

Me and Jordan. I'm baby-sitting.

Well, you go and grab Jordan and bring him out with you.

- Why, what's going... - All right? Now.

How did the Yanks manage to make a bullocks of this?

The official story is they didn't.

According to them, El Adoua remains dead in Syria

until proven otherwise.

What's the unofficial story?

Bad source on the ground.

Yeah, my source is paying for it.

If I'd have known who was there, I'd have never let him go in.

Gabriel, we wouldn't need the canary if we knew what was down the mine.

All right, lads, let's go!

Control, what's the status on the evacuation?

Foxglove one, south side is clear. Repeat, south side is clear.

North side clear.

Control to ARU. Evacuation is complete. You're clear to breach.

- Move! - Armed police! - Armed police! - Get down! Get down!

- Get down! - Down, down, down!

We have positive ID on Farook Sayeed. That's Farook Sayeed.

Yep, yep, confirmed that.

- Where are you, kid? - Armed police! Get down on the floor!

They are just shooting anything that moves.

Take the second door on the left!

Come on, where's my asset?

Armed police!

That appears to be a positive ID on Zakir Ravia.

Don't shoot, don't shoot! Please, I've done nothing!

Where are you?

Here, armed police!

Bomb, bomb, bomb!

- It's OK. - Are we all clear?

Can you confirm?

That's El Adoua. That is a positive ID on El Adoua, Ahmed El Adoua.

- Got him. - Police, get down! Get down! Police! Now!

Police! Now! Armed police!

Don't shoot. Don't shoot. Young, that's him. That's my asset.

- Roger that! - That's him. Just make him secure.

- OK. You OK, kid? - Yeah.

Are you OK? You're safe.

All right?

Now, I'll catch up with you at the hospital.

I just want to go home.

Hey, we'll get you there.

I just need to know that you're all right first.

- I'm fine. - All right. - Some geezer's looking at me.

- What are you looking at? - I thought we'd cleared the street, guys.

Oh, now he's pointing.

Great, now two geezers are coming over.

- Please, show us your phone. - Ain't this a free country?

Not right now it's not. You're trespassing on a crime scene.

Hand me your phone, Miss.

Where's the video?

I don't know where it goes. It's livestreamed, innit?

Any nausea or dizziness?

Not until you started blasting that torch in my face.

- Nausea, dizziness? - I said no.

- How long do I have to sit here? - How's the patient doing?

Dangerously low on charm, but otherwise he'll survive.

Hey, don't go pissing the nurses off.

They decide where they put the needle.

Why is there a guy with a gun outside my room?

We don't know if we've got the full cell yet.

- And someone's coming for me? - Hey, it's just a precaution.

Anyway, I thought you could do with a free bed for the night.

I'm glad someone finds this funny.

What happened in there?

Did you know Yousef was a snitch?

El Adoua tell you that?

Hold up, was he your snitch?

I can't talk about Yousef,

the same way that I can't talk to anybody about you.

Yeah.

What am I supposed to do now?

What, you don't want to keep working for me?

- You're joking, right? - Hole up here tonight.

Tomorrow's tomorrow. You can do what you want.

- What if I can't go back, you know, to, like, normal? - Yeah.

Yeah, that's a tough one.

There was this trick I learnt when I was undercover...

You were undercover?

- Yeah, I can't talk about it. - Helpful.

But it might be if you let me finish.

Whenever I was trying to switch between the two worlds,

my handler would come and find me.

She was the only person that I could trust.

She'd park up in this lay-by in the middle of nowhere

and I'd get in the boot of her Volvo and she'd drive me around for hours.

Why would she do that?

It was the only safe place that I could think.

About what?

Just I'd think back on my life

and try to find that moment,

you know, that memory when everything

was just locked there in amber,

like when I thought that there was nothing in the world

that could hurt me.

I'd lie there, curled up in the dark,

and just try to get back to that.

Did it work?

It straightened me out most of the time, yeah. Yeah.

What was the memory?

That's for me.

Let's think about you.

Close your eyes.

Come on. You have to trust me.

Close your eyes.

I saw the news.

Was that you?

Afraid so.

- But you're OK? - Yeah.

- Where's Lori? - Asleep, I hope.

- Mum sends her regards. - I bet she does.

Ems, I know that there is a lot for me to explain.

You've got your cases packed. At least give me a chance.

Who was she?

- Bring Lori home. - I can't stay here.

I'll sleep on the couch if it makes it any easier.

Who was she, Gabe?! Who's Sharon?

I've told you all I can.

She's a contact from my UC days.

Did you fuck all your contacts?

She walked into our house, my life.

I don't feel safe here any more.

She's not coming back.

I don't know.

The miles aren't adding up.

You should get some sleep.

Queen and country are depending on it.

Ems...

Who is it?

The Wizard of Oz.

I came by to see if it's all caught up with you yet.

Supplies for when it does.

I don't need a drink.

Well, more for me, then.

You're not going to leave me pissing out here, are you?

There she is, eh?

London town.

It came with the flat.

You must be Megan.

You must be Gabe.

Well, now we know each other on a first name basis,

do you mind if I borrow your sister for a minute?

Bit late for police business, isn't it?

You can eavesdrop just fine from your room.

- I didn't wake you, did I? - You told me to get some sleep.

- I was following orders. - Well, I'm glad one of us is coping.

- Is something wrong? - No.

Markets are down, the oceans are rising,

Emily's taken Lori, moved out of the house...

- Just another day. - What happened?

Someone from my UC days turned up on the doorstep

and scared the shit out of her.

- Did she get hurt? - No.

- No, luckily I got home just in time. - Who was it?

Sharon Collins. Have you heard that name before?

- I don't think so. - Oh. Nigel mentioned her.

I thought you might have caught it,

- because you don't miss a beat, do you? - Yeah, maybe.

I'm just trying to figure out

how a friend of Charlie's ended up on my sofa. Any ideas?

- What do you think? - I don't know.

I mean, the miles, they're just not adding up,

you know what I mean?

I didn't give anyone your address.

Do you think this is about an address?

Do you know who these people are, what they can do?

What they could have done to my wife and my daughter?

- She was in my fucking house. - Emily asked me.

- What did she ask you? - She asked me to find out who Charlie is.

You know who Charlie is. He was my legend.

He's more than that. You're still living him.

- You never stopped. - That's the training. Right?

You saw the run-in. It's a small world.

- I can never put it down. - Not if you're the one keeping him alive.

Of course I'm keeping him alive!

Who do you think's kept me breathing all these fucking years?

God didn't save the Queen - Charlie did!

- Holls, are you all right? - I don't know, Charlie, am I?

- I'm fine. - This doesn't look fine. - It's fine.

Let... Please.

When did you start going back?

Do I need to call my lawyer?

Do you always answer a question with a question?

A couple of years after the trial ended, I heard an old song

on the radio and I just found myself driving back up there.

Weren't people suspicious?

What, of Charlie?

It was like a homecoming.

He was a hero to those people - the one that got away.

So that's why you did it, validation?

Oh, I don't know, Holly.

UC work, it fucked us all up.

Most of the level-ones I know,

they're all addicts, alcoholics, divorced.

But you're the only one going back.

They... They have cameras at the Legion.

- What do you want to know? - I read up on your cases.

You lived in filth for five years.

You called fascists and neo-Nazis your friends.

You saw those people do awful, awful things.

I want to know why someone like you

would want to keep going back to that?

Look, no-one tells you where the edge of the pool is, right?

You just wade out there and you hope to find it.

And at some point you find yourself in someone's living room

with a cigarette in your hand, and either you blow your cover

or you burn the poor bastard.

At that point, I turned away, but Charlie,

he just kept on swimming out.

You're right, that really fucked you up.

What are you going to do with that?

What am I going to tell Emily?

I can't lie to her.

I don't want you to lie. I want you to do what I can't.

Just give her the truth. Can you do that for me?

- Yeah, OK. - All right.

Thank you.

Thank you, Holly.

This train is for Bank.

The next stop is Westferry.

Change for stations...

- No, I'll literally... I'm dying. - You always need a way.

Thanks.

- Emily. - Oh, hi. I'm such a mess.

I think I've lost my bloody phone.

Oh, use mine. Call it.

Oh, yes, that would be great. Thank you.

- Hi, this ain't my phone. - I... Oh, hi.

I didn't think anyone would answer. I think you have my phone.

Well, obviously you've got my phone.

Yeah, I was looking for you. You disappeared on me.

I'm in a cafe on Eldon Street.

- What's the name of this place? - Cafe 66. - Cafe 66.

Wait, hang on. Hang on. I think I'm right by there.

Oh, amazing. Could you come up? I'll be in here?

- No worries. - Thanks.

- That's one mystery solved. - One down. - I saw the news.

- You really must be in the thick of it. - Yeah, I don't have long.

I've been a wreck all morning, Holly.

What did you want to talk to me about?

Why don't you get your phone first?

- Morning, sunshine. - Leave it out.

That's what the kids call - "They caught me sleeping."

Ain't you got anything better to do?

Did you get the downloads done from that hard drive?

Your snout's face popped up on a few forums this morning.

"Come through my gate into my garden,

"and then he's told everyone to evacuate..."

- Oh, fuck. - "And everyone's just come..."

- Had a couple of stringers following up on it. - Asking what?

- Is he a suspect? - No, he's not a suspect.

- Tell them he's a neighbour. - So we told them.

Doesn't mean they're going to print it.

- OK, slow down, slow down. - Where is this happening? - Oh, no.

Hello. My name is Martin. I'm a paramedic. What is your name?

- Emily. - Let me just check your pulse. Are you injured at all?

- No. - Holly, where are you?

Get down here right away.

Turn on the TV.

Get your arse in gear and call me.

A few minutes ago as a major incident...

Has anyone got playback on BBC News?

- Anyone? - Over here. How long ago?

Just go back ten seconds, play it at half speed.

There.

That's my wife. That's my fucking wife.

We have the shooter en route to London City Hospital.

I'm headed there now.

Simon, where do you need me?

Yeah, we're just making way for a major incident.

- Multiple casualties. - Stay with us, mate.

It looks like a...

- There's nothing. What do you think? - I think we should stop. - I agree.

Time of death 11:47am.

- Ems... - Gabe... - Hey.

- Are you all right? - Yeah. - Are you hurt? - No, I'm fine, I'm fine.

Are you sure?

I'm not going nowhere. What are you doing here?

Holly...I was just getting my phone back.

Right, did you talk to Holly?

Have you spoken to Holly?

Hey. What?

What?

She's gone.

CCTV clearly shows that DC Morton was the first victim of the attack.

Do you believe she was targeted?

I am unable to discuss that in an open forum.

Just keep it running.

Let's see if we can find some subjects

that you don't mind discussing.

I'll answer what I can.

According to standard operating procedure,

you would have been one of the designated officers

on the scene, is that correct?

Normally, yes.

But this was not normal?

After the death of DC Morton,

I was removed from the investigation.

Witness K, was the perpetrator known to you at this time?

I can't discuss that at an open forum.

Witness K, was the perpetrator known to you at this time?

Yes, he was.

In what capacity was he known to you?

How was a Cash Williams known to your department?

He was on GCHQ's watchlist

for sharing extremist content online.

He was interviewed on numerous occasions,

but was deemed not to be an immediate threat.

- Bro, what are you saying? - Cash, what are you doing?

I thought you weren't talking to me.

- I've got words coming out of my mouth, don't I? - Yeah, cool.

They're saying I've got to have another operation.

My fingers are all messed up.

I didn't know Raza was going to do anything.

- He's like pretty mental now. - Where is he at then?

- He had something with the police. They raided the house. - Cool.

- Let's go to yours, play some Death Match. - Yeah, after school.

You're not even dressed for school. Where are you going?

Mufti day. Classes are literally about to start.

What are they going to teach you in there?

Anything that's worth learning, you'll find out yourself, innit?

Come on, we'll have our own mufti day.

You know it's the only time you'll ever beat me.

- Hello. Anyone home? - What time are they getting back?

I don't know. Probably after work.

- Your shoes. - I don't want my feet getting cold.

Cash, you'll get dirt on the carpet, she'll flip.

- Where is all of your brother's stuff? - I told you.

- Raza got kicked out after all that drama. - You didn't say that.

- All right, well, I'm saying it now. - And where is he, then?

- I don't know. - Find out. Call home. - What for? You're weirding me out.

- I said call him. - For what, though? - Your brother is a terrorist.

- So don't go on like you don't know. - Raza, yeah, hilarious.

Well, everyone in Bridgetown knows it.

This morning it's all anyone could talk about.

Cops have arrested a whole cell and Raza was in with 'em.

_

See. It says here he was trained in Pakistan.

- He's never even left the country. - Yeah, do you think he'd tell you?

Check it for yourself.

This is all bullshit. Rotterdam.

- What's that they're saying about Rotterdam? - I hope he's dead.

How could you say that?

- He killed my car and if they don't shoot him, I will. - Stop joking.

I'm trying to find out where he is.

It says he's at London City Hospital.

Does this look like a funny joke to you?

- Yeah, like that's real. - It is. It's heavy, it's legit.

- It's not real, Cash. - All right, I'll show you. - Yeah, whatever.

- Cash! - Bro!

The recoil on that is solid.

- Give me that! - Ah, no! Don't aim that at me, man.

- You want it for Raza? - Stop! Stop, man!

Witness K, do you believe the assailant had prior intent?

In his head he thinks his friend is dead,

so obviously he is very distressed and alone.

Shit. Cash, get up! Cash!

999. What service, please?

My friend, he's bleeding everywhere. I don't know what to do.

- Remain calm for me. - It just went off. I didn't mean to do it.

I'm not suggesting anything about what happened.

- I just need your name and address. - Why? So you can send the police?

I need to tell the ambulance where to go so they can find your friend.

I need to see my brother. I need to see my brother.

Please stay on the line.

I have a possible shooting. Couldn't get an address.

Nearest cell tower 8721.

In your professional opinion, did his behaviour match

that of someone about to carry out a preplanned attack?

There is no fixed pattern for these incidents.

Was he trained? No. Was he recruited? No, he wasn't.

Was he radicalised?

Not by an ideology, no.

Maybe by life.

I mean, everything fell apart around him.

He was either going to find someone to help him or someone to blame.

Maybe the right person was in the wrong place

or the wrong person was in the right place, I don't know.

It's just conjecture.

In all honesty, I mean, what does it matter?

The dead don't know the difference.

- What are you after, young man? - Nothing.

This is a restricted zone here, I'm afraid, I need you to move on.

Through there.

Thank you.

You notified the parents. Is that correct?

Is that normal practice?

Due to increased media scrutiny, we try to notify the families

before their name are leaked to the press.

- Were they at all aware of what their son was capable of? - No.

We completely flattened them.

We might as well have walked through their door with a wrecking ball.

Gabe. Come on.

- Where do you want me? - Out front if you don't mind.

Are you in charge? We've been sitting around for 30 minutes now.

I had to send all the punters home. What is this?

DCI Santi, this is DS Waters. Why don't you sit down?

I don't want to sit down. Just tell me, what has Raza done?

I'm afraid we're here to discuss Nasir.

Earlier this morning we believe

that your son opened fire on a cafe full of civilians.

We don't yet know the full extent of the casualties,

but at least three...four people are deceased.

- No, no, no, no. - You couldn't be more wrong. - Nasir wouldn't hurt anybody.

Where would he even get a bloody gun?

Just let me talk to him.

And then we'll know what's happening.

I'm afraid your son has passed away.

Just, like I said, let me talk to him.

Mr Shah, your son took his own life.

I need to see my brother. I need to see my brother.

Are you all right, love?

There's blood on your shoes.

Honestly, mate, are you sure you're OK?

You don't look great.

Hello? Anyone?

No. It's not him. He's at school.

I'll call him. He's at school.

A grief counsellor will visit you shortly.

And in the meantime, any friends or family you would like us to notify?

Not my boy. Not my boy. He wouldn't do that to me. Not my boy.

They said I would be out this morning.

They took my phone, my TV is broke.

They've got me wearing this shit.

There's now three armed geezers standing outside

and no-one's telling me anything.

We will now continue the testimony of Witness K,

an officer in the counter-terrorism specialist unit.

Witness K, was the perpetrator known to you at this time?

I can't discuss that in an open forum.

Do you now believe that there's anything

you would have done differently to prevent this?

Everything.

Excuse me?

I would have called the cafe, told them not to open up,

I'd have called everyone in London and told them to stay at home,

but who can see what's coming?

To pretend that we can is just a fantasy, isn't it?

But would you still have recruited source nine?

Excuse me? Who?

I'm asking would you still have recruited source nine?

I won't discuss that in an open forum.

Following on from the events of November 29th...

Emily.

- It's been ages. - Megan. - Megan, sorry.

- I'm surprised you remember me. - It's all right.

I can count on one hand

the number of people Holly had round to our flat.

Two of those fingers were for you and your husband.

Gabe, was it?

I'm so sorry about Holly.

Not that it counts for anything.

Everything counts for something.

At least, that's how Holly always looked at things.

She always read into people, what you did, what you said,

a bit of a nightmare as a sister,

but no doubt it had its merits for the police.

- Gabe spoke really highly of her work. - I'm sure he did.

Was it a good catch up?

In the court you said that you met with Holly to catch up.

We didn't really get round to it.

Right.

It's just, catching up wasn't really Holly's style, you know?

We met for coffee.

He started shooting before I even sat down.

I don't know what else to tell you.

Holly would probably scratch her chin a little bit on that.

Especially as your husband was ringing our door bell

at 2am the night before.

Sorry, Gabe was doing what?

That's what you two were meeting about, wasn't it?

No. She was...

You honestly have no idea who you married, do you?

But don't worry, they were probably just catching up.

Say hi to Charlie for me.

Sorry about the wait.

Everything all right?

- Just thinking. - That's dangerous. What you got?

Why do you get Witness K? Why not Witness A?

- Why do you get the Wizard of Oz treatment? - I don't know.

K for kudos?

K for kinky?

K for you're full of crap.

Yeah, usually.

- What time is the man coming? - Three.

I can drop you off at work if you can't make it.

No, no, I'll make it.

Hold up, man. I didn't skid all the way over here

to have your mull on full display now, did I?

Clark said they should be done with testimony next week.

- Next week? - Yeah. - Sweet.

Any longer and I'll have to get a sidecar. Can you imagine?

- What did they go over today? - Same old.

What are you looking at? I don't know why I keep coming back.

Just do what you got to do. However long you need, yeah?

Come on, let's get out of here, man.

He was more than a terrorist.

He was government trained. It's just a front for MI6.

That's how they keep it all covered up. Think about that.

All right. Number seven can meet in an hour at Shadwell.

Earth to Gabe. Earth to Gabe. Shadwell in an hour.

Yeah. Whatever he wants.

Be on the lookout for new snouts. And don't bother with the mosques.

All my best assets are on the devil's wishlist already.

Junkies, dealers, pervs, any one you can get leverage on.

Remember, they'll turn on their own family,

friends, they can just as easily turn on you.

- They are not your mates. - Boss.

No, I don't know him.

But I'll keep my eyes open for you.

- Good man. - Thank you, boss.

You squeeze them, rinse them, if they give you any trouble

you drop them, move on.

- Raza. - Hey. Hey.

Charlotte. How have you been?

Yeah, good. Really good. How about you?

That was a stupid question. I've been following the news.

What are you doing this far east?

End of your show.

Don't remember posing for this one, but straight As, I suspect.

It's not really graded alphabetically, but, yeah,

almost done.

How about you? What are you up to?

Just trying to steer clear of drama mainly.

You know, what they wrote in the papers, I didn't mean it like that.

The reporter was outside my halls after a big night out.

So that's not what you said?

I was rat-arsed.

They took it out of context.

They have a habit of doing that.

That's why I tend to keep my mouth shut.

See you around.

Shit! Raza, how goes it?

- Fucking hell, what's he doing? - He lives round here.

"Terrorist" has got three Rs, dickheads!

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Delivery.

It's for you.

You didn't have to come all this way just for that.

Maybe I came to get my teeth bleached.

This bloody address, I keep calling Royal Mail,

but there's always some company with the old one.

Are you moving back?

No, no, no, just a quick holiday.

Now I have this passport, I thought, why not?

You were born there.

Just don't see what these travel guide goree could possibly

tell you that you don't already know.

A lot changes in 20 years.

You used to swear up and down, "Nothing ever changes there, beta,

"except the weather."

- That and a bloody coup every six months. - Miss Khalil.

Can you book Susan in for a follow-up?

She needs an impression for a crown.

Of course.

They scheduled the closing statement for next week.

I'm going and Abu's coming, too. I think if we all go as a family...

- A statement for what? - The inquest.

It's like a final summation, or whatever.

No, you don't need me there.

- Everyone gawking. - Let them.

Who cares?

I bloody do. He wasn't even my son!

I didn't mean it like that.

Cool, cool.

- No. Beta... - Send me a postcard.

- I didn't mean it like that. - It's all good. - No, no, no, no.

Back at it, Miss Khalil.

Change for stations towards Becton and London City Airport.

- How's everything going in the world, all right? - Never is.

Clover?

What's that?

It's your new alias. Number nine got burned on the stand today.

Clover?

Clover.

I'm not even Irish.

Can't I be called like Viper or Wolf, Shadow or something?

You're not a gladiator.

I thought you were done with going to the inquest.

What can they tell you you don't already know?

I don't know.

Why he did it.

Why does anyone do anything?

It's just people.

No. It's my brother.

It's the worst thing about this business.

We spend a lot of time counting the lives we lose.

No-one's counting the ones we saved.

Yeah, OK.

Whatever.

Close your eyes.

For real?

Like, here?

Yeah.

On a plane, on a train, it doesn't matter.

Close your eyes.

- Are you there? - You can see me, can't you?

Are you there?

Yeah, I'm here.

Where is here?

Home. Bathroom.

What does it smell like?

- Coconut. - Why coconut?

You know why.

Humour me.

My ammi, she used to spray my hair with that coconut oil.

Are you having your hair cut?

Yeah.

What does it sound like?

Her scissors snipping round my head.

The water's running. It's too hot.

It's always too hot, but I couldn't care less,

I'm in stitches.

What's so funny?

She already cut my dad's hair and he's showing it off to Nas.

My brother's freaking the hell out because he's never seen my dad

without a beard.

How do you feel?

Safe.

How do you feel?

Safe.

How do you feel?

I feel safe.