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(PHONE RINGS)

Hello, this is Martha.

If you want to speak to me or Mummy, leave a message after the tone.

(BEEP)

Carolyn, are you there? It's Max.

Carolyn, it's Max. Pick up.

Carolyn, wake up. It's Max.

Look...

I know how this sounds but...

you and Martha aren't safe. Do you hear me?

You're not safe.

Carolyn?

Carolyn...

Carolyn!

Where's my wife and daughter?

Where are they? Martha?

Martha!

Martha! Martha!

(BURST OF SIREN)

What? Where's Carolyn?

- Where's my wife Carolyn? - You need to come with us now.

Carolyn?

- Carolyn! - Come with us now, please.

- I'm sorry, sir. Your wife's dead. - Carolyn?

(DOORBELL)

- Can I see my daughter? - Soon.

Is there someone she can stay with?

My wife's sister Diane, she'll be the best bet.

I'll get that sorted.

What happened?

Thought you might want to tell me that.

I don't understand.

That message you left on the machine. You weren't making much sense.

What did you mean, "You're not safe"?

The neighbours say you're always turning up at odd times of the night. Is that right?

You'll have to come with us, make a statement.

Once the gun's checked out, you'll be free to go as long as your prints aren't on it.

What, you think l did it?

Someone to see you, sir.

Get after him!

Oi!

(BUZZER)

You may need a tetanus injection.

Don't tell me you were a doctor back in Albania. I couldn't bear it.

No, not a doctor.

I was Avokate.

- Lawyer? - You don't believe me?

Got Diploma from Tirana University but I can't practise here, so I have to start again.

So go home.

You don't know anything about me or my country, Max.

I'm a Kosovo Albanian. My family was killed in the war. I've got no home.

They killed my wife.

They killed Carolyn.

Who killed her?

I don't know.

Secret Service, l think.

They want to keep me quiet.

By killing your wife? You're not making any sense.

No, it wasn't me. I had nothing to do with it. You believe me, don't you?

(RINGING TONE)

Hello, this is Martha.

Please, leave a message after the tone.

(BEEP)

Hello.

It's Daddy.

I know it's late.

I just wanted to phone and tell you I love you.

I hope you're OK.

I'll see you soon.

Very soon.

Bye-bye.

What are you doing?

It's daylight out there. You don't do daylight.

I've things to do, but thanks.

MAX: Jimmy?

Max, where are you?

They killed Carolyn, Jimmy.

Yeah, I heard.

Look, come in and speak to me, will you?

No, you come to me.

West...

Westminster, northbound. Jubilee Line.

The police have been at the office.

They said your prints were on the gun they found.

- Find out how Martha is, will you? - Sure.

Tell me what happened.

It's the same people that killed the Danush cousins, God's Fist.

Who the hell are they?

I think they're some sort of self-styled punishment squad.

I think they're linked to Defence Concern.

I don't know.

You're sounding paranoid, Max.

Honestly.

Totally paranoid.

At university, it was you and Helen wanted to be Woodward and Bernstein, not me.

- Now's your chance. - Helen's dead, remember?

- Times change. We're all jaded. - Innocent people have died.

What if these kids were planning a bombing campaign?

- But they weren't. - What if they were?

Wouldn't you be glad they were taken out before they could do it?

That's crossing the line. Start that and you destroy the very thing you were trying to protect.

Christ, Max, your wife's dead and you sound like you're still in the University Debating Society!

- What's wrong? - Tell the cops what happened

- between you and Carolyn. - Nothing!

What, you don't believe me?

I can't help you any more, Max.

What?

Sorry.

What? Jimmy!

Jimmy?

West. He's gone west.

(MOBILE BLEEPS)

Hi, Dad, I'm with Aunty Diane.

She said that Mummy's had an accident.

Please come and see me.

(RINGS)

Hello?

Max Raban?

Alice Ross, Defence Concern.

I was wondering if I could buy you a cup of coffee?

I've found something I think we should discuss.

OK.

Liverpool Street Station, three o'clock.

See you there.

If you want to play Deep Throat, get a move on.

Why do you think my organisation

has something to do with the death of Majid Danush?

You tell me.

Defence Concern's a think tank sponsored by the Validus Group

because our aims are the same, more spending on defence.

Validus needs the world at war. Feel good about working for that?

I don't work for them. We have other sponsors.

Validus don't start the wars, Max. They're simply there with the technology solutions.

- They've a vested interest in it never ending. - Nobody in their right mind wants perpetual war.

Even when it's a gold mine and keeps your economy afloat?

I came here to help you but I'm beginning to wonder why.

It's not as if you're loyal to your sources, is it?

Touche.

I believe we have to protect ourselves,

and I think it's naive to worry about ethics when people are trying to kill you.

So why call me?

I don't want Defence Concern used for purposes that were never intended.

Such as?

I...

I discovered some data we shouldn't have.

A list of names, potential threats to national security.

For example?

Well, each name seems to be written in a different cipher.

I... I only managed to figure out one.

Reza Danush.

It could have been leaked from the Home Office, but if that was the case, why would we have it?

Because there's a link between Defence Concern and Pugnus Dei.

Who?

God's Fist.

An assassination squad.

They're tied up with Defence Concern, I'm sure of it.

That's absurd!

- Can you get me a copy? - I could, but why should I?

Because it's a death list. If you don't, the people on it will die.

(RINGING MOBILE)

Don't contact me again. I'll contact you.

You're being very melodramatic!

Haven't you heard? Apparently I killed my wife last night.

CAROLYN: She needs the old Max back.

MAN: I shot your wife.

And I took that poor bastard's head off.

Had to.

So the bullet couldn't be traced.

You wouldn't believe some of the shit I've done.

But that was a first even for me.

Catches up with you, though.

These days I... I look at the beauty of things.

Simple things, like the sky.

Trees.

And I think, "You're too ugly to be here."

Who are you working for?

You're not Anti-terror?

Bunch of us lads, all ex-Army, were approached

and asked if we were sick and tired of these fanatics living here,

getting dole money,

taking advantage of our good nature.

Fucking right we were.

Approached by who? God's Fist?

I need to know who they are. Is the Government involved?

Is this their way of perpetrating deniable operations?

No.

Are they rogue elements within the security forces?

Yes?

Who's behind it?

Defence Concern?

The Validus Group?

Who's funding it?

At least tell me if the disc with the trophy video exists.

Yeah.

- Where is it? - I don't know.

Why are you telling me all this?

I feel sorry for you.

They've got plans for you, mate.

Big plans.

So if you want to live,

change your name,

change your face, disappear.

Forget about seeing your daughter again.

I don't know how I became like this.

Has anyone seen Brian?

Brian the insomniac?

Am I invisible? Get you lot in a cab, you never shut up. Brian?

Brian, Brian.

- Have you got a paper? - I've got a Standard.

(TEXT MESSAGE ALERT)

I need to ask a big favour.

I...

I need a hire for the night.

What, all night?

Yeah.

What's going on, mate?

Elliott, it's Lucy, I'm keeping the disc till you leave us alone.

If you don't, I'll sell it like, I said.

I will, I mean it.

- Max, answer the question! - Carolyn's been murdered.

You have to help me, Brian.

I can't lose my licence, mate. It's my livelihood.

It's just one night. That's all I'm asking you, one night.

Look, this is serious. You should go to the cops.

I can't trust them. I don't know how widespread this God's Fist thing is.

You don't even know if it really exists!

Then help me find out.

Where do you want to go?

Erm... there was a message on his phone.

I-I think it's from his wife. I need to talk to her.

Do you know his address?

(KNOCKS)

Max?

Max, you all right?

(GROANS) Yeah, I'm fine, I'm OK.

Well, that's good, cos I think I'm having an heart attack!

Oh! (GROANS)

The disc... Elliott's wife's got the disc.

She just disappeared down the street.

- What, you didn't follow her? - I'm just a driver.

No, no, come on, we've got to go.

Where's her bin?

You found something?

Maybe.

Receipts for a fried chicken place.

What, is that useful?

It's the same fried chicken place.

Mate, you need some sleep.

I know a place.

You gonna be OK?

Max!

Can I borrow some cash, Brian? I-I can't use my cards.

Thanks, mate.

Be warned...

it's quiet but it makes Fawlty Towers look like The Four Seasons!

Bring me back my change!

CAROLYN: She needs the old Max back...

She needs the old Max back...

She needs the old Max back...

Max, I could lose my licence just for speaking to you!

Why didn't you tell me about these feelings of anger?

Why didn't you talk to me?

I didn't kill Carolyn.

You've put me in a horrendous position. I feel responsible.

What?

Could I have said or done something to change the course of events?

Listen to me, Trevor. I didn't kill her. Would I be here if I did?

Huh?

Look, I-I need...

I need some pills. I need to get better quick, for Martha's sake.

Pills won't help you, Max.

I've told you before, you have to talk about Helen McVay.

This has got nothing to do with Helen.

I can't help you deal with your phengophobia unless you are honest with yourself.

It's your locus of control. It's damaged.

Max?

I'm listening.

Your locus is damaged.

I'll get it fixed. What is it?

Something happened in your past that makes you feel you have no control.

It stops you joining the rest of us out in the daylight.

Helen.

Max?

We were at university together.

There was a group of us, like-minded - Helen, myself, Carolyn and Jimmy.

Close?

Close.

We were gonna take on the world.

Anyway... Helen was working at the Deputy Prime Minister's office

when the Government was selling off the defence companies.

I was investigating claims that bribes had been paid

to the Deputy Prime Minister by the buyers.

Helen gave me confidential files that backed up my story.

I promised I'd never reveal my source.

Go on.

Well, the... the Government claimed the files were forgeries and they came after us.

And?

Someone gave them her name, they destroyed her reputation, she was broken.

Now we're getting somewhere.

How did they get her name?

I gave it to them.

You betrayed her and you still feel the guilt.

That's how the phobia started, isn't it?

You hid away from the world.

Before you realised it,

you couldn't go out unless it was night and you felt alone.

It was her choice to take her own life, Max. You didn't kill her.

I did.

And now there's another death you feel responsible for, right?

This is a breakthrough, Max.

Normally you won't even talk about this.

I feel like I'm actually doing my job.

Apart from me, you're the most self-obsessed person I've ever met!

Could you check that package went to Mr Green's office?

(PHONE RINGS)

Alice Ross.

- It's Max Raban. Can you talk? - If you make it quick.

Something is rotten in the state of Denmark, right?

Possibly.

That one may smile and smile and be a villain.

Isn't that always the way?

I need that list.

Tell you what, Mr Johnson, let me get back to you on that.

Sure I can come up with something. Bye.

This is the same journalist you mentioned, isn't it? Raban.

- Has he tried to contact you? - Why would he do that?

Don't get defensive. The police found some literature about us in his flat.

No, he hasn't tried to contact me. Can I ask a question now?

- Why are you lying to me? - About what?

Why do we have a coded list of people who are a threat to national security

and why was Reza Danush on it?

I didn't know he was on that list. I haven't had time to look at it. How did you get a copy?

You haven't answered my question.

I didn't want my contact at the Home Office who leaked it getting into trouble.

So it's a coincidence that someone on it is dead?

Must be.

I don't want anything to jeopardise what we're doing here.

And I do?

Is it a death list?

Were you involved in the murders of Majid and Reza Danush?

- Of course not! - I want the truth, Daniel.

I'm as much a part of Defence Concern as you. Whatever you're involved in, I'm culpable.

Look, I was gonna leak a few names, OK, just to stir up the debate.

This country doesn't even have the guts to support its own soldiers any more.

If it was up to people like Raban,

your brother would be going into combat with just his dick in his hands,

and we have to win this war.

If we don't, it'll be the beginning of the fucking Dark Ages.

Hagan's only here for a few days, so let's just make the most of it,

and if that nutter Raban tries to contact us again, tell me.

OK?

- It's not working for me any more. - What isn't?

The fuck buddy thing.

Morning, boys.

- All right? - All right?

Brian!

Blake, Anti-terror.

Can we... Can we have a word?

- What about? - Max Raban's a mate of yours. Is that right?

- You seen him lately? - No.

You didn't pick him up last night?

- No. - Oh.

Your mates in the cafe said you did.

Am I gonna lose my licence over this?

Not if you help us.

Where'd you drop him?

I can't remember. In town someplace.

Where in town?

I can't remember.

You see, that's not helping us.

Aargh!

You speak now or forever hold your peace.

Hi.

Have you ever seen this face before?

Hang on.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

There's some men here to see you, Mr Nixon.

(ALARM)

Oh, sorry about that. Somebody must have opened the fire escape.

(ALARM STOPS)

Hey! Hey!

Leave him!

(CAR BLEEPS)

Max!

Max, what the hell are you doing?

- You led me into a trap, you prick! - I thought I was doing the right thing.

Max, please, you... you can't run away from this.

There is a death squad out there killing people. I found out about them. They killed my wife.

- What do you need to believe me? - I do believe you.

- No, you don't. What do you need? - Proof! I need proof.

If I bring you proof, will you help me?

Yeah.

I'm trusting you, Jimmy.

Lie to me again and I'll kill you.

I mean it.

(CAR BLEEPS)

(COINS RATTLE)

(MOBILE RINGS)

Max: Can you speak?

I don't have it. My computer was wiped.

Really? Do you believe me now?

What is it I'm supposed to believe exactly?

If you want to save the people on that list, shit or get off the pot.

Excuse me?

I need a link between Defence Concern and the killing of the Danush cousins.

- Let's get one thing straight. - I need to know who's next!

As I said, I only had time to work out one more: Mahmood Asir.

Mahmood Asir... Oh, the human rights lawyer...

bringing a case against Government involvement in rendition?

Yes.

- Is he a threat to national security? - I can't say. I'm not omnipresent.

I don't think that you believe that fear, paranoia and ignorance should make Government policy.

I don't believe I'm being lectured to by a man who's scared of sunshine!

It's time to step up to the plate, Alice.

Oh, God!

Your husband's dead.

- What are you talking about? - He died last night. He shot himself.

I'm not here to hurt you, I'm a journalist. I need to see the disc you offered to sell to Reza Danush.

I don't know what you're on about. I don't have no disc!

- Have you seen it? - Don't touch me!

Listen, you have, haven't you?

He was part of an illegal death squad, an assassin, yes?

He said he was working for important people, contracts, earning money.

No, stop lying.

Why should I trust you?

- If you don't, we're both dead. - No, you are!

I'm safe as long as I've got it, and when I sell it, I'm out of here.

Listen, the men on that tape, the men he worked for,

they will find you and they'll kill both of you.

Leave us alone!

Lucy, wait, please.

Lucy!

Lucy?

Wait, Lucy!

Lucy!

Come here.

- Lucy, please. Wait. - Help!

- Lucy! - Help, I'm being attacked! Somebody help me!

Come on.

Mummy! (CHILD CRIES)

NEWS REPORT: Just after dawn this morning, a roadside bomb exploded

as a British Army patrol was returning from a security mission in Helmand Province.

The two soldiers killed are believed to be from a forward division of the 28th Light Infantry

who've been operating in the Province for the last six months.

During this, their second tour in Helmand,

they have suffered severe casualties with 22 fatalities and over 350 wounded personnel.

(RINGTONE)

Hello?

Hi, Daniel, it's Alice.

There's something I need to talk to you about.

OK.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

I know where there's proof if you need it.

Well, that might be helpful because I didn't make much of a spy. I resigned.

I wish you hadn't done that.

But I did manage to get another copy of the list.

Oh, right, great.

Email it to me. I'll pick it up at an internet cafe later.

No, my computer's screwed. You're gonna have to come to me.

OK, put the list in a bin bag, leave it out and I'll collect it. What's your address?

OK.

(DOORBELL)

Alice?

Alice?

Alice?

(Running water)