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Keep Wes safe.
Promise me you will.

- Imagine what he's going through.
- I thought this job would be cool.

The security of the state
depends on my state of mind?

Doesn't it?

- Who do you think you are?
- I'm MI5.

You need me to do
this, and I need to do it.

Very well.

Adam. MI5 agent, estate agent.

- Great work. It's great. Welcome back.
- Thanks, Harry.

Did she say anything
before she...?

She said, "Look after Wes."

I'm going to tell him now.

Harry, we have no choice.

But the Americans are
drowning us in paperwork.

To them everyone
is a potential terrorist.

The PM values his
relationship with the US

above all others, so
if the CIA want our...

But what they're asking for is
ludicrous! Have you seen what they want?

Look at this. Their requests for assistance
would monopolise my entire staff.

- That is what they're paid for.
- We have more important things to do!

Tell that to the Foreign Office.

Adam.

She's not staying
for a cup of tea, then?

- What are these?
- Just couriered over by the CIA.

Latest updates and profiles
on the people they're watching.

When can I tell them
we'll give feedback?

Right. I think my
phone's ringing.

The US military build-up on the
borders of Iran continued today,

This time, with the arrival
of the USS Enterprise,

which was used extensively
during the Iraq War,

Despite this, the President
issued assurances

that the US wants to
avoid war at all costs,

- They'll run out of countries to invade.
- The Americans don't want another war.

When did that ever
stop it from happening?

There's another extradition.
Private chopper, Isle of Dogs.

For God's sake!

Yeah, that's our guy.

Adam Carter. How
can we help you?

A word of advice. When you're kidnapping
a foreign citizen from his home country,

make sure none of his neighbours
see you piling him into a van.

- Kind of gives it away.
- I'll remember that... next time.

There won't be a next
time, Not in this country,

You see, we have
this pesky 1963 Act,

which gives us the right to check all
documents relating to immigration issues,

There won't be a problem, then,
since we don't have any documentation.

They can't get away with this,
Harry. This is the third time in a month.

If you want to extradite this man,
you go through the due process.

We'd love to. Damn it, Adam, don't you see
the news? The world's on the brink of war.

If we let people like him spout
off, all hell could break loose in Iran.

You can't take him,
Alex. As long as you're

standing on this soil,
you're under UK law.

No.

I'm under US law.

We can pick up anyone who we believe
to be a threat to our national security,

anywhere in the world.

Let's have coffee some time.

- Now, listen to me, Alex.
- Harry?

I don't care if he
killed Abraham Lincoln,

You are not kidnapping any more
British citizens, not on my watch.

Hand him over to us,

or Adam will use
whatever force necessary

to bring you and your cohorts back
to sample our basement holding cells.

Have you even seen
the files on this guy?

You're missing the point. Whatever you're
accusing him of, he's a British citizen.

Don't mess with us,
Harry, Not on this one,

- Try me. You getting this, Adam?
- Every word.

We're putting an end
to this round-up now.

Lewis Khurvin. There's nothing in
his report we haven't already seen.

It's your call. Are we
gonna detain him?

He's no more dangerous than any of
the other hundreds of radicals out there.

I know these are
difficult times. But do we

lock them all up? It
just fuels their anger.

Let him go. Keep him under surveillance.
If he steps out of line, pull him in.

Subject's arrived home at 5,47
pm, Switching to internal surveillance,

That's the log for the day.

- Anything interesting?
- I'd give it a U rating.

I'm back to Thames House. Give
me a call if it gets more exciting.

Reports are coming in about yesterday's
murder of two Government officers,

A leaked memo suggests

a British-Iranian man suspected of
terrorist activities could be involved,

There was nothing to suggest Khurvin was
a danger to either this country or the US.

- One of them had three-year-old twins.
- I read the files.

You must see how
this looks, Harry.

The CIA, quite
rightly, feel vindicated.

You cannot override The White
House and expect no repercussions.

- When did we become a US colony?
- Oh, for God's sake!

Lewis Khurvin cold-bloodedly murdered
two of my officers in broad daylight.

I think whatever he's planning is bigger,
much bigger, than a double murder.

My priority now is to track him down
and prevent him from perpetrating that act.

What?

Juliet?

Our relationship with the
Americans is so important right now.

No one wants a war with Iran.
You let the guy go, for God's sake!

- It was a judgement call.
- It was the wrong one!

So what?

If there was something
I could do, I would.

You're out, Harry.

I'm sorry.

Look, I am prepared
to stick my neck out

for my friends, but
not when it's pointless.

- I'll try to remember that.
- I'm not gonna babysit you lot forever.

The sooner they work
out who's gonna run

this place, the better.
And it could be you.

Shouldn't you wait for the
outcome of the disciplinary hearing?

The outcome is a foregone
conclusion. The PM and the Americans...

It's bollocks. If they
sacked every politician

who screwed up,
there'd be none left!

Harry is finished.

So, if you play
your cards right...

You've been sitting behind
a desk for way too long.

Lewis Khurvin is a dangerous terrorist, and
I want him found. Anything else can wait.

What about the CIA's assistance
requests? They're coming in by the dozen.

I heard you're good
at multi-tasking, Ruth.

It's what Harry would have said,
but it sounds better coming from him.

You'll get used to it.

Look, I know this
is very unfortunate.

You're all fiercely loyal
to Harry and I respect that.

But we have a job to do, and finding Lewis
Khurvin is what Harry would want most.

More importantly, it's what I
want. Do I make myself clear?

Harry is still under investigation,
which means he's strictly off limits,

in case any of you
were thinking otherwise.

Is it just me, or does anyone else
feel like strapping her to a car battery?

- She had a point, though.
- Excuse me?

Harry made the wrong call. And two men
I was talking to minutes earlier are dead.

If the US didn't go
round grabbing people

indiscriminately, it
wouldn't've come to this.

Obviously not so indiscriminate.

It doesn't matter, anyway.

Harry wouldn't have stayed on after this.
He'd resign. They just beat him to it.

- No, he would have known better...
- That's enough.

We have to find Khurvin.

- And meanwhile...
- And meanwhile nothing.

If Khurvin launches an attack,

it could light the
blue touch-paper that

sends us into an
all-out conflict with Iran.

We find Khurvin.

I'm ready.

Against a backdrop of increased
military build-up in the area,

the US President today
repeated his accusation

of Iranian support of
international terrorism,

The Prime Minister's expected to
issue a statement in the House today,

Lewis Khurvin. 27. Born in Tehran. Father
Iranian, mother Irish. Hence "Lewis".

Family moved here when he was
six. He's not a fan of the Americans.

Our cells'd be pretty full if we detained
everyone sharing that sentiment.

He was on our radar, but no more
so than a lot of the internet freak show.

"It is time for righteous
brothers to rise up

"in defence of those slaughtered by the
crusaders in Chechnya, Iraq", et cetera.

It's not like we haven't
heard that before.

He was a fan of Mushta
Islam, which in Farsi means...

- Fist of Islam.
- If Khurvin had those connections...

They smash cars filled with explosives into
government buildings and police stations.

Get security increased
at all high-profile targets,

especially Westminster,
Scotland Yard and the embassies.

It gets worse.
Take a look at this.

This has just been
sent over from the CIA.

And if you could pixilate an
accompanying sneer, we'd be looking at it.

Oh, dear. Doesn't look
like a paintball outing.

According to the Americans, this is
Khurvin at a Mushta Islam camp last July.

Why wasn't this in
the file they sent over?

There was a
two-month gap in the file.

How convenient these
should just pop up now.

This is a fake back story. This is their
way of getting carte blanche the next time.

Clever, to fake two men with
their brains all over the walls.

We always have to
come back to that.

He killed two MI5 officers just so
that he could slip back under the wire.

What's he gonna do next?

I want every
connection chased down.

Start with the neighbours
who called us about his arrest.

I want that photo pulled to
pieces to check its authenticity.

I'm off to inform Juliet that we have a
substantial lead on Khurvin's whereabouts.

Find me one.

Look, I don't know
Harry as well as you.

I mean, I think he
made a mistake, but...

Getting picked up like that, with
no due process, no day or night,

no Red Cross visits.

Harry insisted that we be sure before
we let them do that to a British citizen.

You OK?

The guys that Khurvin shot, they were
joking with me just before it happened.

I wasn't trying to
undermine Harry.

I do understand, you know.

Can Ollie do it? Two more
questions between you and £50,000,

Ollie, geography,

What is the name of the country
formerly known as Portuguese West Africa?

Angola.

- Tanzania?
- No, Angola, Last chance, Entertainment,

Who played the role
of Sheriff Wyatt Earp

in the 1946 John Ford movie
"My Darling Clementine"?

- Henry Fonda.
- Kevin Costner?

Costner! Wasn't even
born then. Bonehead!

US military build-up on the
borders of Iran continued today, ,,

You knew it wasn't Kevin Costner,
didn't you, boy? Yes, you did.

But the President assured us that
the US wants to avoid war at all costs

and repeated his
request for talks, ,,

I'm sorry,

Well, please do give us a call if
you remember anything relevant.

Talk about a sense of belonging.
You'd think Khurvin lived in a bubble.

It's the same story all along the street.
Nobody wants to admit seeing anything.

If someone dialed 999 to tell
us Khurvin was being kidnapped,

why won't they talk to us now?

Come on. Let's go.

You have no target, no weapon,

and, from looking at Khurvin's file,
you have no idea of what he's planning.

- Do you call that headway?
- Suddenly nobody wants to know the guy.

The neighbour?

We've traced the 999 call to a
pay-as-you-go mobile, paid in cash.

No one wants to own up.

I spoke to Special Branch.
They're not making headway either.

Plus, the Secret Service are
swamping us with more requests.

Tell them to wait.

We've completed the preliminary
analysis of the training-camp photo.

You want the bad news first?

We cross-matched the
topography of the mountain range.

It's near Farah, close to the Afghan/Iran
border. A Mushta Islam stronghold.

When was it taken?

Yeah, well, using the date on this
newspaper and the position of the sun,

- we have a rough date.
- Which was?

July 28th, give or take a week, as we can't
be sure this paper was of that same day.

That's the time that
Khurvin was missing.

- If he was at the Farah camp, he was...
- Highly trained. And he was released.

Good news?

It's just worse news.
The photo's genuine.

We checked the resolution of the shadows
and the area around the ears and neck,

the usual weaknesses when
people are photoshopping,

but there was
nothing out of place.

- So Khurvin was definitely there?
- Either that, or this is a well-made fake.

Why don't we run his
file through link analysis?

I'm just saying, I mean,
I know it's a big file...

It's a radical new way of accessing,
organising data... known as the waterfall.

- Kevin, I know what it is...
- That throws up too many links.

Khurvin knows we're chasing him, so he'll
strike quickly. We just haven't got time.

In the absence of the 40,000 analysts that
they have at the NSA, I agree with Ruth.

I agree, of course.
You're... you're right.

Only, we've managed to
tweak their software somewhat.

Tweak it?

Yes, layered a weighting
algorithm onto it,

so it doesn't just throw up
a ton of links to check out,

it lists them according to
importance... relevance, if you like.

And it's "Colin".

Oh. So, er... what are
you waiting for, Colin?

- The Americans were right about Khurvin.
- And we let him go.

A secret report
leaked in Washington

claims that Lewis
Khurvin, thought to be

responsible for the
deaths of two officials,

was originally flagged as a security
risk by the CIA up to three months ago,

Scarlet.

- Downing street has refused
to comment, ,, - Come on.

Morning, Malik.

Thank you.

It's been chewing up his
bank details, travel movements,

classmates and tutor lists,
mobile phone records, NHS files...

Won't the Americans
have done all this?

Yes, but we have access to information
from our surveillance that they don't have.

By marrying the two, we can
find new links that they won't.

Anyway, so far it hasn't found
anything hugely out of the ordinary,

except for this.

He used this cashpoint in Paternoster
Square three times in the last month.

We can pinpoint which route he
took from his underground travel pass.

Interestingly, he never
took the most direct route.

So, he took three trips to the City,
he always took an odd route and...

The cashpoint's nowhere near
anywhere he'd need to go to.

Not his college, not his
mosque, no friends or work.

It's something. Ruth, let's get
down there. Keep running it.

Why was Khurvin using this
particular cashpoint? Why was he here?

What do you see?

They're all here 'cause it's where
they work. There are no outsiders.

So, Khurvin was here to meet someone.
And whoever it was will work close by.

Colin, look for a link between Khurvin
and all the offices within 100 metres.

Calls, fax, email, anything.

There are a lot of offices.
What if we can't find anything?

We'll expand the radius to 200 metres and
keep going. He had to be here for a reason.

Who's that?

Thank you very much.

- What was that all about?
- Harry.

- Interesting choice for a dog house.
- I thought you'd appreciate the irony.

- Next trial's in five minutes.
- Trial? What's that?

It's how they work
out their grading,

whether they run
better on the rail, off it.

It's also a good opportunity
to inspect the form.

Right.

You OK?

Eating well?

Ruth's worried about you. She's worried
you're living off crisps and canned tuna.

- No, she sent more than enough food.
- She'll be pleased.

So, any luck tracking down
our elusive Mr. Khurvin?

I can't talk about that,
Harry. You know how it is.

Thanks for coming. You'll get
a bollocking when you get back.

They keep me under so much surveillance.
What do they think I'm gonna do?

It's standard procedure for someone
in your position, leaving under a cloud,

- Not checking up on me, are you, Adam?
- Harry.

Sorry.

How's Wes? You should
bring him down here, you know.

- Father-son bonding, all that.
- He'd like that.

It's hard for him
without his mum.

How are you doing?

It feels like something's
broken that can never be fixed.

I'm selling the house. Wes
and I need a clean start.

Come on, let's walk.

I want you to get a
copy of Khurvin's file.

- Why?
- We're missing something. I know we are.

- I'm going to miss working with you.
- The feeling's mutual.

The strongest connection the
link analysis software found is this,

Cardassia Financial Services.

When you default on your credit card,
they come after you for twice the amount.

- Khurvin owed money on his credit card?
- Cards.

He had three, with 11 grand outstanding,
and paid Cardassia several visits.

That doesn't seem right. Mushta
Islam are not short of wealthy sponsors.

Why would they leave
him with a bad debt?

The point of a debt recovery
agency is that they come after you.

All very promising.
We like unusual.

- Something else doesn't seem right.
- State-of-the-art firewalls.

Which you'd hope for

from a company that has financial and
personal details of thousands of people.

Yes, but you wouldn't really
expect them to also have E-beam.

Oh, well, you've lost me there.

A computer that isn't linked to
the outside world via a phone line

presents problems
for us to hack into.

We tried using transient electromagnetic
pulse emanation surveillance technology,

TEMPEST,

which recognises the pattern
of characters on the screen

via the tiny amounts
of radiation they let off.

- TEMPEST can read through walls?
- Through pretty much anything.

But not Cardassia's computers?

No. They have E-beam, which disguises
the screen with a cloud of radiation,

a bit like a plane firing
out chaff to fool a missile.

Somewhat over the top for
a debt recovery company.

So, who is Khurvin's
bailiff at Cardassia?

This man.

Mr. Nick Pollard. He's American.

Been here nine months,
came here to set up Cardassia.

We're checking his background
and GCHQ are monitoring his calls,

but he seems clean.

Seems clean?

A terrorist, with
credit card debts,

who visited the company
to whom he owed money.

A debt-collection company
with technology out

of all proportion to
their daily activities.

We focus all our
attention on Mr. Pollard.

Jo, we'll break into his office

and find out whatever he's hiding
behind his little cloud in Cardassia.

Oh, it's not my best angle.

- What were you doing?
- What does it look like?

I'd hate to speculate.

Just making sure
he was all right.

That all?

I'm not stupid, Juliet.
I know the protocol.

And I assume you've already
read the transcripts, haven't you?

You know the rules about
contacting people facing...

Yes, but you need to
bend the rules a little

bit when it comes
to supporting a friend.

I know this hasn't been
the easiest year for you.

But, Adam, are you sure you're as
committed to this job as you need to be?

If anyone has any reason to
doubt that, I'd like to hear it.

- Just don't disappoint me.
- That depends on your expectations.

Now, if that's it, I've
a break-in to plan.

She missed her calling.

- Really? As what?
- A Victorian headmistress.

Ruth, I need you to copy the whole Khurvin
file onto a memory card, discreetly.

- Why?
- For Harry.

- How is he?
- Later.

You're contract cleaners working for a
maintenance company. Here are your IDs.

Electronic swipe card, programmed for the
sixth floor, where Pollard's offices are.

Bear in mind every doorway
is equipped with a scanner,

so that security can see where
everyone is at any given moment.

If you go anywhere
else you'll trip an alarm

so memorise your
route and stick to it.

Adam, how are you doing?

We're ready to go.

Zaf?

Alpha team set.

Alpha Three and Four
in position, Have visual,

We are go. Repeat, we are go.

Eyes on. Pollard is on the move.

Adam, he's on the move.

Handing over
visual to Alpha Two,

Target heading for western
exit, Alpha Two, you in position?

Affirmative, Scorpion,

Let's not crowd him.
Give him space, guys.

Got him,

The security system's logged you in. Go
to the end of this corridor and turn left.

Breaking off now,

Eyeball,

He's on course for the river,

Subject heading south
on grid reference 22F,

Alpha Three moving
to primary position,

He's crossing the road.

What's he doing?

Alpha Five on Alpha
Three, no visual on subject,

He's had
counter-surveillance training.

It's the way he
ties his shoelace.

Show me that again, Malcolm.

Zoom in.

His shoelaces weren't undone. Zaf,
don't let your people get too close.

Adam, be careful in Pollard's
office, I think he's a professional,

Ah. One second.

- He seems to have changed the code.
- You do surprise me.

Try that.

Thank you, Malcolm, I
think we'll take it from here.

When the future lets you down...

Bravo One ready for
handover, on grid reference 24A,

Roger, Bravo One,

Three, seven, eight, two, nine.

Let's hope he hasn't changed it.

Wait. Don't touch
anything. Look.

See.

Everything's on the desk's arranged
around them, it just seems haphazard.

They sometimes use bits of
cotton, piles of clothing or papers.

If we move anything,
he'll know about it.

- How do you know what to download?
- I don't.

Subject is on the bridge,
Alpha Two, proceed with caution,

Everyone, be careful, This bridge
might be the best choke-point in London,

Subject turned 180,
Alpha Two compromised,

He's turned back, My
whole team is now redundant,

Adam. Pollard is
on his way back.

Shit. How long?

It... it took him 2.30 to get where
he was, so, say two minutes.

Bravo One to Bravo team,
Stand down, Repeat, stand down,

He's speeding up. He's on to us.

Get your stuff and go. Go on.

If Pollard spots a thing
out of place, we're screwed,

Come on, come on.

He's definitely speeding up.
Zaf, he needs to be slowed down.

Can't do it, We can't risk him
seeing the same face twice,

Pull out now. We can't
risk Pollard catching you.

No, We've got no links to
Khurvin other than this hard drive,

But if he catches you in
there, we'll have nothing.

He's crossing the
square. 30 seconds.

He's coming through the
front entrance. 20 seconds.

- Got him, crossing the lobby.
- Adam, Pull out now,

I'm getting as much as I can,

He's in the lift. 11 seconds.

First floor. Second floor.

Third floor.

Adam, come on.

Sixth floor. He's on your level.

Nice night out?

I thought you were some weirdo.

I may not be your boss anymore,
Ruth, there's no need to be insulting.

How did you know I'd be here?

Two months ago, I passed you standing
at the bus stop in the pouring rain.

I was being driven home,
and, to my eternal shame

and now regret, I didn't stop.

That's fine.

I like the bus.

I have something for you.

Thanks.

Keep an eye on Adam for me.

He's st...

Thank you.

Adam.

Something terrible has happened.

- What?
- The plan of the office, for the break-in.

I've gone through
everything. I can't find it

anywhere. I think I
left it on Pollard's desk.

Well, that's it,
we're dead. It's over.

Oh, God.

You bastard.

Yeah. Maybe. Sometimes.

How are you getting
on with his computer?

Not so good. There's one
folder we can't crack yet.

The encryption is highly
sophisticated, unusual for a civilian.

I have put GCHQ on it.

The rest is just
information for credit cards.

- Including information on Khurvin?
- Yes.

You can get a good idea
about somebody with all this.

Spending habits, where
and when he's been to places.

Plus credit card companies share data
with different agencies. It's all here.

This debt collection agency is a
great way to recruit candidates.

- You think Pollard's CIA?
- It'd explain all this high-tech wizardry.

He used counter-surveillance
techniques.

Why would the CIA recruit Khurvin
and ship him off to Guantánamo?

Why don't you ask the CIA?

I ran him through our
systems. He's not one of ours.

- Sure about that?
- Juliet, we've never heard of Pollard.

My advice?
Concentrate on Khurvin.

Why are you wasting your
time on some businessman,

instead of working with
us on the stuff that matters?

Because his name came up.

It sounds like one of
Harry Pearce's wild ideas.

It's not.

Are you trying to help him
out by finding a connection?

You know me
better than that, Alex.

I also know that Harry... isn't just
another water-cooler buddy to you.

- That's history.
- Sure about that?

Run another check on
Pollard. He's American.

You must be able to
find some dirt on him.

Come on, Scarlet.

Come on, Scarlet.

Morning, Malik.

- I'm a bit rusty, but we're on our own.
- You've never let me down before.

- It's been a while.
- It certainly has.

Not too much chocolate.
I've been spoiling her lately.

Yeah, the Jack Russell has
a tendency towards portliness.

Not in her earshot,
very sensitive.

Adam! You need to see this.

I was going over
Khurvin's link-analysis files.

He was prescribed painkillers
last year, so I followed that trail.

He had an infected tooth that required
treatments over a three-week period.

That was last July, the month he's posing
for holiday snaps in that training camp.

- The photos are fake.
- We're being bloody played.

Has anyone seen
Harry? He's disappeared.

Michael Gorman. You're a
difficult man to track down.

- Not difficult enough, it seems.
- The Agency think you're in South America.

Well, it's a big enough place. It
ought to keep 'em occupied for a while.

Hear about Belgrade?

- Three dead US construction workers?
- They sent a kill team after me.

Like they don't have
enough to do with their time.

- I want to pick your brains.
- About Pollard?

- He smells like Agency.
- Sure, but which agency?

Central Intelligence?
National Security?

Things aren't black and
white for men like this.

- Men like you?
- I'm retired.

Your Head of Station brought you
up on charges for an illegal black op

and you blew up his car.

What kind of pension plan
do they give you for that?

It was only supposed
to scare him.

I notice we're not talking in your Thames
House office, over a glass of brandy.

It's difficult to get a security pass
for someone who no longer exists.

Mm, sure. That, and you don't have
an office anymore? The word is out.

That weight you
like to throw around,

it seems like you've
slimmed down, my friend.

Men like Pollard, Nixon
used to call them the horribles.

- Howard Hunt and Gordon Liddy.
- The Watergate burglars.

On a good day.

Freelancers. You want something dirty done.
You don't want to get bit on the ass...

Government work?

Believe me, I'd love to
point the finger at the Agency.

This hasn't got their
dirty pawprints on it.

They may have trained him.
They don't own him anymore.

Who does?

You want the who,
look at the why.

Look at Iraq.

The reconstruction work, the construction
contracts, oil-drilling rights.

Lot of powerful people
making a lot of money.

They want the Middle East
and they want it piece by piece.

Right-wing Christians, oil
barons, you take your pick.

But Iraq wasn't too popular,
and nobody wants Iran next.

Not me, not you, not the people or the
administrations of either of our countries.

They need a catalyst.

What's it gonna take for the
public to get behind a war in Iran?

Fear, and a lot of
dead bodies in Britain.

You got a man like
Pollard, put him in London,

have him look for
disaffected Iranians.

Not terrorists, maybe, not yet.

But men and women
of extremist sympathies.

Maybe left to their own devices
they're gonna... make some speeches,

write some articles,
go on a march.

But lean in hard enough, give 'em
times and places and the means...

And you turn them into soldiers.

Pollard already has his fall
guy, his Lee Harvey Oswald.

The smart money says he's
arming him up as we speak,

telling him what his target
is, when to pull the trigger.

The legend is prepared,
the patsy is ready.

Whatever Pollard and his masters
have planned, when it comes down,

you get Pollard's boy handed to
you, gift-wrapped in an Iranian flag.

The new face of terrorism.

And they shall have their war.

Did Roscoe know? Is that why they
tried to take Khurvin out of the picture?

Roscoe's a foot-soldier. He's
told only what he needs to know.

I think, to forcibly remove Khurvin from
his house, put him into orange overalls,

and attempt to transport
him to Guantánamo Bay

may have just been the final
push that sent him over the edge.

D'you think Pollard set it up?

We'll never know how much
influence Pollard and his superiors have.

Did Jo find the neighbour
who made the phone call?

No. Pollard?

Tipped us off,
stopped the extradition.

Whether it was a coincidence
or a ploy to get our attention,

he couldn't risk having Khurvin
taken off the playing field.

The photo of Khurvin, sent to the CIA,
the one in a training camp, was a fake.

Pollard's manufacturing a legend for
Khurvin, making him the bogey man.

If Pollard's setting Khurvin up
as the ultimate Iranian terrorist,

what better way of getting our
attention than two dead MI5 officers?

Colin's trying to decrypt the
files on Pollard's hard drive.

We've got no way of
knowing what they're up to.

Whatever he's planning, it's something
big enough to drive this country into war.

Big enough to sway public
opinion behind an invasion of Iran.

Something catastrophic.

Lockerbie, Bali,
World Trade Center.

It's on our doorstep,
and on our watch.

Bravo team, stand by.
Stand by to take eyeball.

Alpha One? He's
gone, Repeat, he's gone,

Confirming that, No sign of
him, He can't just disappear,

Shit! Ruth, Colin,
CCTV, any sign?

- Not yet.
- If we lose him, we'll have nothing.

Team, change of horses.
Khurvin. Khurvin heading south.

- Alpha Two, I'm on him.
- The attack must be imminent,

One to Three, stay with
Khurvin, I'll send back-up.

Four and Five,
stay and find Pollard,

What's the news on Khurvin?

He's in a cottage one
hour outside London.

No sign of movement. And Colin's trying to
crack the folder from Pollard's computer.

- Where is Pollard?
- At the office, working late.

Without a weapon, or a
target, we've got nothing.

We need a smoking gun.

Zaf, stand down. Jo and
I will take the night shift.

Khurvin's on the move,

Take these.

- What are you doing?
- You look.

- Better be quick. I can't see a thing.
- Slow! Stop!

- Which way?
- Left.

OK, left-hander
in 100 yards. 50.

Now!

Left or right? Quickly!

Brake in 20, then sharp right.

Do you want them back?

No, not until we find him.

- Wotcha.
- Zaf, I thought you'd gone home,

I got bored. No one to play
with. 20 minutes behind you.

Slow. Left!

Brake, then sharp right.

Panic over, I've got
Khurvin's tail-lights,

Well done.

Pollard's file contains terminal
blueprints and air-traffic control data,

According to your GPS, you're
two miles west of the airport,

Adam, you're directly beneath
transatlantic flight approach,

- He's marked out the approach zones.
- He's gonna bring down a plane.

- Khurvin's on the move.
- Take him in.

Let's go. Ruth, keep the armed response
teams back. I don't want to scare him off.

Adam, I'm calling in the team.

Khurvin will lead
us to the missile.

There are hundreds on that plane. I cannot
have them bellying into the terminals.

We won't get a second
chance to find this weapon.

The first plane's coming in.

- What was that?
- The radar flash from a missile.

It's a surface-to-air missile.
You've got 53 seconds.

- Before?
- Before the battery charges and they fire.

Forty seconds,

Thirty.

- He's got a lock on.
- Twenty.

Khurvin! I wouldn't.

Ten seconds.

I don't think we've met.

Roscoe, I'm sending
the package over.

What the hell is this?
Where's Khurvin?

Shot dead, attempting
to commit a terrorist act.

Which is why we were trying
to extradite him in the first place.

It wouldn't have happened without
this man, an American citizen,

who is being charged,

with conspiracy and incitement
to commit an act of terrorism.

- We'll be holding onto him, too.
- If he's an American citizen...

You want him back, you'll have
to go through the proper channels.

In the meantime, Alex, inform your
superiors to put their own house in order

before they even think about
messing about in mine again.

We've picked a sure-fire winner there,
Wes. Adam, what have you backed?

Sweet Juliet. Had to be
really, didn't it? What about you?

Oh... She offered me your job.

- I thought so. What did you say?
- They couldn't afford me.

Don't tell me that my
one's the undersized one.

Trap five, Sweet
Juliet. Yes, it is.

I'm being set up here. You're not part
of some race-fixing syndicate, are you?

Are you in on this? Give me one of
those. Come on, Harry, which one's yours?

Er, it's a red coat.

The one in the red coat?
That's twice the size of mine!

Go on, my son, go on!

- What's happened to it?
- Go on, Juliet!

That's bad luck.
That's bad luck, Adam.

Go on, Jimmy's Lass!

Go on, my son! Go on!

£20 on the nose, a winner.

Lovely!

Don't spend it all
at once, eh, Harry?

Can we have another
go, Uncle Harry?

I don't see why not. Maybe I'll
let your father choose the dog.

Dad won't know. He's
more of a cat man.

Ha! Says it all.

- It's good to have you back.
- It's good to be back.

I'd better get up to speed. Lots of files
to read. I wouldn't want to miss anything.

Don't work too late.

I'll get the last bus.

The security forces killed
the People's Princess.

The Contingent Events Committee.

This is a no-eyes document. It's
meant to be destroyed after it's read.

Princess Diana. It's the
greatest scandal of the age.

MI5 and MI6 did it
in a joint operation.

Did you ever serve on the
Contingent Events Committee?

This is just a crackpot
conspiracy theory.

The security forces killed
the People's Princess.

And I'll show you how.

Self-control. Self-denial. These are the
things which keep us together in this job.