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-You like it? -All right.

I need to go. My dad's here.

-I'll see you tonight. -Yeah.

This is the dress. Do you like it?

We've got to hurry. Everyone's going. There's only two left in my size.

Come on, Dad, let's go.

When do I meet him?

His name's Chappy.

On the football team and very--

-Chubby? -Chappy.

You'll meet when he picks me up for the dance.

Not before?

Dad, you really need to go faster.

Will he drive you to the dance?

He's rented a limo.

So he won't drive you?

Limos come with drivers. So stop worrying.

It's a nice dress. You'll be very pretty.

I want you to like it.

-I'm getting out. -No, no, no. Wait until I park.

Everyone's already inside.

Fan, careful crossing the street!

You stupid--

Metro desk, Ian Wood.

Listen carefully.

An action wing of the Authentic IRA

has just exploded a bomb at the OBT Bank in Knightsbridge.

The code word is "Phoenix."

Britain's banks are now targets for the Authentic IRA.

The bombings will continue as long as Britain's financial criminal institutions

persist in their support of the illegal occupation of Northern Ireland.

A bomb just went off, an OBT Bank in Knightsbridge.

A group called the Authentic IRA just phoned it in. They're claiming credit.

Who's the Authentic IRA?

No idea. Never heard of them.

Christ. There goes the Peace Accord right back in the shit.

Listen up. A bank has just been bombed in Knightsbridge.

A group calling itself the Authentic IRA just phoned it in.

I want to know who they are, who's behind them.

Call the Met, Sinn Fein, monitor the blogs.

Is it the IRA or is it something else? ISIS? Al-Qaeda?

What are you waiting for? Get over there.

...have asked a number of police officials

for current estimates on the dead and wounded...

This is a major incident that they're treating

as a possible terrorist attack.

The bomb went off at exactly...

...4:15 GMT in Knightsbridge.

One theory on the cause of the blast

was that it may have been a gasoline explosion underground.

How many? How many I get?

Twelve dead so far, three times as many injured.

The explosion was centered at the OBT Bank Branch in Knightsbridge.

There was no warning and police were taken completely by surprise.

Fuck warnings. That'll teach 'em.

Any problems?

-No. -We should be moving.

That's normal procedure.

Every cop, hotel, and landlady in London is now looking for the Irishman.

This place is safe, so long as we stay put.

Could I go to jail if I murdered your phone?

Destruction of government property? Absolutely.

Too bad. What's the time?

Almost 10:00. Ten more minutes.

Um, I'll miss my flight.

Let's stay here, door locked, blinds down...

Room service for a week.

Sound good?

And your work, Deputy Minister?

An acute case of food poisoning.

You need to work on your excuses, darling.

Jesus Christ.

There's been an IRA bombing in London.

Scores dead and injured.

-Yes? -Jesus, Liam.

Half the world's trying to find you. Do you even know what's happened?

Yes, yes, yes, I heard.

I've been trying you for hours. Where've you been?

Meetings.

- Meetings? - Aye.

And last night?

You didn't come home. I was worried.

Came in late, left early. Lot of work to catch up on.

But the guest room wasn't slept in.

Who said I slept?

Oh, cut the crap, Liam.

You didn't come home, plain and simple.

And what if I didn't!

Look, I've got a lot to deal with, OK?

So, don't wait up, and don't be worried.

Sunday is the 20th anniversary of my brother's death.

Saint Mary's is dedicating a mass to him, so...

I'll have Beth put it in the calendar, OK? We'll talk later.

Oh, Jesus.

Yes, I understand the need for swift action.

But until we can identify the threat, there's not much we can do.

Well, you have your finger on the pulse over there, Liam.

We're depending on you.

Anything you can provide, anything at all, would be a tremendous help.

I'm meeting the Council now.

I'll shake the trees as hard as I can and see what falls.

But, Kate, this is crucial.

We've managed to keep the lid on this for 19 years now.

But there are new upstarts in the ranks pressing for the way things were.

I could use something now.

And you know what I'm referring to.

The Royal Pardons.

I remember your list, the 40"On-the-Runs." Are we really back to that?

My cousin's on that list.

He hasn't even been convicted of any paramilitary offenses.

These people are suspects in many things, including murder.

These people are critical to holding the peace together now.

A few letters of pardon would be a small gesture.

We keep it quiet.

But knowing it's been considered, gives me leeway

to press certain men for something in return.

As Irish Deputy Minister,

you have served the British government honorably,

which hasn't always been easy.

But appeasement is a dangerous thing.

These are longstanding issues.

That if addressed now would smack of appeasement.

I need something, Kate.

The newer members haven't lived the bloodshed and are easily swayed.

I'm trying to hold this together.

A gesture is all. It would make a difference.

I'll consider it.

But I want something first, something real.

Understood.

Hello?

We're closed. We open at 12:00.

Uh, we're looking for the owner, a Mr. Quin Minh?

Quan.

Upstairs.

They were found on site, not far from your daughter's body.

Can you positively identify them as hers?

Who did this?

As of now, sir, we don't know, but we're going to find out.

Why my daughter?

Is there someone we can call

to come and be with you, Mr. Quan?

I have no more family.

These bombers, will you catch them?

Yes.

Will they get punished?

Yes, they certainly will.

We'll let ourselves out.

Ah, good morning, Hugh. Thanks for coming.

Been a long time, Liam.

It's been a long time, indeed. Go on, take a chair, there.

All right, Hugh?

Now that we're all here,

does anyone know who this Authentic IRA is?

Are they even part of the IRA?

Some new upstarts or something else entirely? Hmm?

They're trying to undermine everything we've achieved over the last 19 years.

Well, I won't have it.

They don't have the support of the people who said no to the violence.

Our mandate's to uphold that choice

and maintain the Peace Accord no matter what.

Are we in agreement?

There's a lot of support for their actions amongst the younger ranks.

Hotheads.

Hotheads who don't remember or know any better.

You were once one of those hotheads, Liam.

Aye.

Long ago, when it was the only way.

And what did it give us?

More graves than I care to remember.

This bombing rivals Omagh with its civilian deaths.

It's unacceptable, anytime, anywhere!

And do you think the bombers come from our ranks?

The Brits ID'd the explosive.

Czech-made Semtex from our dumps.

They also used our code word.

Which means they have a contact in our command.

Maybe someone in this room.

They're trying to divide us,

put the Brits back on the streets again, stir up the troubles all over again.

Well, I won't have it!

I want a complete check of all the arms dumps here and abroad,

everything verified,

guns, Semtex, the whole fuckin' lot.

- Jesus, you can't be serious. - Never been more so, Patty.

We check 'em, and if something's missing,

we trace it back to those who knew the location.

And then we deal with this internally.

Unless someone here's got a better idea.

What do we get in return?

Peace.

Is that so bad, Brennan?

Haven't you paid enough in family blood?

So, unless you all want to trash what we have,

I need your full support and respect.

I want a complete list of all the stocks within the week,

along with their locations, and everyone who knows where they are.

And no fuckin' exceptions!

Show me.

We backtracked 47 minutes. Clearly anticipated the CCTV.

He circled London for quite some time prior to the bombing.

Now, this is the first CC feed we have on him.

Heading southbound on the A413 near Wendover at 10:53 a.m.

We retrieved the serial number from the bike's frame.

It was reported stolen in Reading the night before.

The license plates were also stolen from another bike in Reading.

What about phone calls?

Assuming that the bomb was phone-activated,

we've dumped the five closest towers to the blast zone

trying to ID any call terminating

at the time of the incident.

Sorry. Excuse me.

Yup.

For you.

- Bromley. - He's here again, sir.

- The Chinese man. - What?

The Chinaman. It's five days in a row, now.

Christ. Tell him I'm busy.

I did, and he said he'd wait, again.

I assure you, this investigation is our top priority, Mr. Quan.

And we're doing all we can and pursuing every possible lead

to find those who killed your daughter.

But they're a difficult people to catch.

And it may take some time.

I need you to understand that.

You must catch these men, Commander Bromley.

Again, it's our top priority.

Twenty thousand pound.

All I have for the names of the bombers.

-I'm sorry, but we can't take this. -Then please tell me...

Just give me the name of someone in the IRA.

To be clear, these are vicious men who take pride in their atrocities.

Any attempt by you to contact them is likely to end very badly.

This is our work, not yours.

You need to be patient.

How long have you been in this country, Mr. Quan?

Since 1984. I'm a British citizen.

You were born in Guangxi, China.

Yes. I'm Chinese Nung.

I work in Saigon after the war.

We escaped to Singapore.

Then we immigrate here.

You had two daughters before Fan.

Both killed during the escape.

And your wife?

Where is she now?

She died, giving birth to Fan.

I'm truly sorry for your loss.

But you mustn't keep coming here on a daily basis.

It doesn't help, and diverts time and resources from our investigation.

Do you understand?

Yes. I understand.

Thank you for seeing me, Commander Bromley.

After three weeks of investigations,

there's little in the way of solid leads that I'm aware of.

The public is looking for reassurance.

One leading politician who somberly may have answers,

lies uncomfortably at the center of this storm.

We go now to an interview I recorded earlier in Belfast

with Deputy Minister Liam Hennessy.

Deputy Minister Hennessy,

you've publicly condemned the bombings.

Yet, as a former leader of Sinn Fein

and a member of the IRA,

you took part in similar events years ago.

What's the essential difference between those acts you were involved in then

and what's happened in London recently?

Hope. We had none, just years of vengeance.

We needed to break the cycle,

so we committed to a political path which lead to...

I've made you tea.

So, if you say "hope,"

why are these IRA men, who come from your own ranks,

returning to the bombings?

I can say with reasonable certainty that the IRA are not behind this.

They stand firmly behind the agreement and the promises--

You can't be like this anymore.

You should eat something.

I'm getting you some noodles.

So, you're saying possibly it's a financial problem

rather than a political one.

People look for scapegoats, for a way out.

And for some, they are more than happy

to resort to violence, to upset the status quo.

Prepared for your signature. They absolutely must be signed now.

What's the latest reaction on social media?

Same as before. Fear and anger.

Anger directed at whom?

From the Prime Minister on down.

CNN and The Irish Times want interviews with you.

You can do tonight or tomorrow morning at 8:00.

Tomorrow morning by phone. What else?

You've a call waitin' on Line Two.

-Waiting? -For 30 minutes now.

A Mr. Quan from London, very insistent.

-What does he want? -His daughter was killed in the bombing.

I tried my best to console him, but he really just wants to speak to you.

-He saw ya on TV. -Oh, Christ, Beth.

Civic duty. Take it and be done.

This is Liam Hennessy. How may I help you?

Mr. Hennessy, tell me who killed my daughter?

What on Earth makes you think I know who killed your daughter?

Because, you are the First Deputy Minister

and advisor to Sinn Fein, and a former IRA member.

I am truly sad for your loss, Mr. Quan. I have a daughter myself.

And I condemn these acts of violence, but I can't help you.

Then please tell me someone

who might know the names of the bombers, someone I can talk to.

I don't have any connections to those sorts of people. I'm sorry.

I don't believe you, Mr. Hennessy.

You are very powerful man.

Well, I work for the government and our elected officials.

I do not work for terrorists.

IRA politics and terrorism are different ends of the same snake.

Whichever end you grab, you still grab a snake.

It makes a great deal of difference which end you grab,

because one end will bite.

Again, I'm sorry for your loss, Mr. Quan.

Good day.

What are you doing?

You have to stop this.

This wasn't your fault.

I failed them.

What's this?

The restaurant is now yours.

You've been a good friend to me, Lam.

No more of this talk.

Look at me.

I'm not going home. I'm staying the night. I will sleep on the couch.

And on Monday, I'm taking you to see someone.

Someone to help you. But no more of this talk. OK?

Quan!

I've been calling you all night. Where were you?

What are you going to do?

When will you come back?

You have a room?

These are important documents that we must have today.

Yes, I will keep trying the sender because,

apparently there's nothing else I can do, which I find strange

and certainly not the service I've come to expect.

Yes, 329174-N for November.

You tell your supervisor I'll be calling back.

Good day.

Yes? May I help you?

Please, I would like to speak to Mr. Hennessy.

-And your name? -Ngoc Minh Quan.

You're the one who's been phoning.

Yes. I phoned many times.

I'm afraid the Deputy Minister is busy and won't be able to see you.

-I will wait. -No, you must leave.

Best do as the lady says.

He's been phoning up at all hours asking for Liam.

He won't take no for an answer.

Just groceries.

Go now, before we make ya.

- No. I'm wait. - Right.

It's the man who's been phoning you from London.

He's got a knife on him. One of those Swiss Army types.

Well, take it off him.

Jesus, how much damage can he do with you two around?

Let him be.

As I explained before...

...I don't know who the bombers are.

I realize you're angry, but there's not much I can do.

It's also very dangerous for you to be here.

People in Belfast won't take kindly to your accusations.

If you do not know who they are,

I would like you to please find out.

I haven't been affiliated with the IRA for 30 years.

When I was, I fought hard against the violence.

I went to prison for what I did and paid my debt.

Now I serve the politics of both sides,

trying to heal the wounds and bridge the divide.

Again, my sincere condolences, but there's nothing I can do.

What if your wife and daughter were killed by bomb?

I'd do everything in my power to get justice.

So, I've chosen you, Mr. Hennessy.

You will tell me who killed my child.

Again, I don't know.

You will change your mind.

Thank you for seeing me, First Minister Hennessy.

I'm sorry, Liam. He took me by surprise.

You're OK, Beth. OK, you're OK.

Take her, take her.

- Murphy, have the boys check the building. - Right.

Jesus.

Would you like a whiskey, Inspector?

No, thank you.

I suppose it would be a waste of time asking who might've done this.

No one comes to mind.

Well, it appears to have been nothing more than a warning.

Fortunately, it wasn't a serious bomb.

If it had been, we wouldn't be here talking, would we?

Feel free to reach out, should you have the unexpected urge.

I'll feed the press a gas leak story in the meantime.

Fair enough. Thanks very much, Inspector.

Hello?

It's him.

You come to my office and plant a fucking bomb?

- Have you changed your mind? - Changed my mind?

Are you out of your fuckin' tree?

You have no idea who you're dealing with.

But you'll soon find out.

Give me the names.

I'll tell you what. Let's meet face-to-face.

We'll settle--

The fuckin' wanker threatened me and hung up.

Right. Let's check all the hotels and guest houses.

He won't be hard to find.

Fuckin' Chinaman.

Uncle Liam? What's up?

I'll be there.

Stop! Hold it, hold it, hold it! Don't move!

Don't move! She's wired to blow!

Two sets of wires ten-foot long,

soldered to that light bulb and covered with ground-up match heads.

Gives an extra kick.

Not needed, but a nice touch.

Crude, effective, and easy to spot.

So, he wanted us to see it.

Well, it wasn't in the tank, so it wouldn't have worked.

He just wants you to know he can get to ya.

Micky.

We found him. A B&B in Wellington Park.

- They found him. - Grab him.

Drag him out of Belfast. Discourage him from returning.

Wait for me. I'm on my way.

Hello.

I hear your office was bombed.

Hardly. It was the toilet in the hall.

An Asian man in his 60s with a grudge.

It's all being taken care of.

Why'd he do it?

His child died in the bank bombing. He thinks I know who did it.

He's not the only one of that mind.

- So, where are we with the pardons? - Lots of resistance.

But, if you give us something useful, things might turn in your favor.

I may have a lead. I'm pursuing it.

Well, let's hope it bears fruit. People here want heads.

The dogs won't stay leashed much longer.

Top floor on the right.

Fuckin' get him!

Christ Almighty, are you dumb and blind?

An old man making fools out of the lot of you

and he's still running around out there, for God's sake.

You are four men. Four.

We had him cornered, then he jumped off the roof

and slid down like some fuckin' monkey.

What is goin' on?

Pack your bag. You're going to the farm.

Go on.

Get your things.

- You all right, Sean? - Hi, Christy.

Go on through, he's expecting ya.

Beat ya up. Come on in and have a drink, for God's sake.

Well, look at ya.

-Jesus, the place looks well. -It's not bad, is it?

- No. - You're a sight for sore eyes.

So, how is New York treatin' ya?

- Ah, it's cold. - Uh-huh.

Look, Murphy filled me in, there. That bloody Chinaman.

He set off a bomb in my office,

put one in my Jag, and beat the bejesus out of Mick and Jimmy.

- Do you want me to handle him? - No. That's Kavanagh's problem.

I need your help with the London bombing.

Any idea who's behind it yet?

Not at all.

- Well, the Yanks aren't happy, Liam. - Mm...

Dead women and kids all over the news.

Any fundraising now is impossible.

Yeah, this is not about fundraising, Sean.

I need you to go to London and meet someone...

A Richard Bromley in SO15.

SO15?

He needs to know the bombings aren't ours,

and that we're working the problem hard, but we need his help.

Why me?

You're a decorated Ranger in the Royal Irish Regiment.

Bromley will respect you as much as he's capable of respecting any of us.

Should anyone find out that we're talking to the Brits,

to go after one of our own, rogue or not,

there'll be the devil to pay.

So, can I count on you, Sean...

to be discreet?

Of course.

Right this way, sir.

Thank you very much.

You took your time.

I just had to put out the odd fire here and there.

I'll be back in a minute.

I'll be right here.

Jesus.

Mr. Morrison.

Commander Bromley.

- We're not responsible. - Really?

Forensic evidence and the use of your code word suggests otherwise.

It's a renegade unit. We don't know who they are yet.

You're telling me there's an active IRA unit

on the loose you know nothing about?

Yes, I am.

And the Semtex?

They're raiding our dumps.

Dumps that were all given up for the Accord?

And your code word?

They're being helped by someone in our command, Belfast or Dublin.

So, what do you want, Mr. Morrison?

We've a plan.

Different codes will be given to each member of command.

When the bombers claim credit for the next attack,

you'll tell us which word they use.

Then we'll know who gave the orders and then we end it.

Who else is involved in this plan?

Liam Hennessy.

So, you can appreciate the need for discretion.

Only Liam knows who will be given which word.

So, Hennessy will personally work with us to take out an IRA cell?

- A rogue cell. - Your people, nonetheless.

I've one condition.

When Hennessy finds the bombers, he tells me directly.

Then we take them down. Not you.

This is non-negotiable.

We found some plastic bags in his room.

Based on what I saw, he's brewed up some nitroglycerin,

mixed it with weed killer, packed it into some plastic plumbing pipes.

How much damage can he do?

I'm guessing he's made four bombs, each enough to blow up a lorry.

Jesus.

Knows what he's doing. I've half the city looking for him.

When he surfaces in Belfast, we'll find him.

You'll be safe here.

Aye. I wouldn't count on it.

Benny!

Jesus Christ!

Move it! Move it!

Jesus. He roughed up Benny and Sean. They'll be fine.

Get more men from Belfast.

I've underestimated him. It won't happen again.

It's another warning, Liam?

Aye. Nothing I can't handle.

First Belfast, now here.

How in God's name are you handling anything?

The problem's being dealt with.

He is destroying our farmhouse,

intent on God knows what, and you're calling it a problem?

God, you can be so pompous sometimes.

I'm leaving for London. Gonna stay at Keri's.

I'm not sure that's a good idea.

Well, I wasn't asking for your permission.

He's hardly likely to know about our daughter's flat, and besides,

it's you he's after, not me.

Well, the point is, if he knows about the farmhouse,

I assume he knows about Keri's flat.

It's not worth the risk.

Well then, you're just gonna have to handle it, like you said.

I remember a time when you would've dealt with this, properly,

and other things, too.

But those days are gone.

Weighs a bit more, but shouldn't be noticeable.

All I'm adding is the Semtex, a micro-chip and a few inches of wire.

It looks good.

Tricky part will be getting it through the scanner, but, we'll find a way.

And if it's turned on?

Shorter battery life, but it'll work, no problem.

Any idea which plane yet?

No. We don't want to hit a flight with any Irish on board.

One in the queen's fleet'd be best. We just need the right mule.

Code word has changed...

As of tonight.

My news editor's a complete twat.

Spends as much on a pair of shoes as I get for eight hours writing crap like this.

Makes perfect sense.