All language subtitles for Spooks.S05E03.Episode03.WS.PDTV.XviD-RiVER

Get him inside!

I don't believe it.
Adam's back.

- Yes?
- I'm Jenny.

- What?
- The new nanny for Wes.

- Have I come at a bad time?
- Not at all.

- Michael?
- Harry.

- And this is?
- Roslyn Myers, pleased to meet you.

I want you to stay and work with us.
Join my team.

What will happen to my father?

I can't say, but it doesn't help
the country to have big reprisals.

It'll be OK.

Are you in love with Ruth, Harry?

Ruth has many wonderful qualities.

Don't let this opportunity
pass you by, Harry.

This man is an MI5 spy.

We caught him snooping
around the flats.

I'm an Environmental Health Officer.

My identity pass is in my pocket.

I was checking on a report
of vermin in the bin area.

Of course.

Because MI5 normally carry
identification saying "I am a spy".

I don't know how this has happened.

Please let me go.
I'm begging you.

But what are you begging me for?

Mercy?
Pity?

'The same mercy and pity

'your paymasters showed
to the people of Fallujah?

'I don't know anything
about the people of Fallujah.'

- Lima team, what's your status?
- 'No visual.'

'Intervention difficult, Alpha one.'

What's the point of you being there?

- They were ordered to stay at distance.
- What if Zaf breaks cover?

We'll lose him
and the operation.

They're trying to flush out infiltrators.

Lima One, have you at least got
a visual on the warehouse?

'Negative.'

How will killing me help them?

One of you will have the honour
of executing this coward.

I'll do it.

Wait!

Don't say anything.
You've got to stay quiet.

Shut up, just shut up. . .

You have a problem?

I think I've seen him before.

In the council offices when I was
sorting out the housing benefit.

Maybe he's telling the truth.

You think we should let him go?

He hasn't seen us.

All right.

Well, now he has seen us.

'He was an environmental
health officer.'

Does that thought disturb you?

The death of an innocent man?

We are soldiers at war.
Nobody's innocent.

Yet only Mustafa was prepared
to strike a blow on my command.

- I would have done it. . .
- Mustafa will be my voice amongst you.

There is a special type of bomb
that has been used against our people

in Chechnya and Afghanistan.

Soon we will have one of them
in our own hands. . .

'and then we will be able
to take revenge

'for our dead brothers and sisters.'

Give the rat-catcher
back to the rats.

Afghanistan and Chechnya. . .
it has to be a thermobaric bomb.

And operation Waterfall
has already justified itself. . .

We can't just stop it now
before we have a single recruit.

We can't let an al-Qaeda cell have
that kind of destructive power.

We should stop them getting the
bomb and keep Waterfall running.

Let's throw in good weather
for the next test match as well.

How's Zaf?

Probably dropped down
the pecking order.

I meant. . .

He's tough,
he knows he had no choice.

- Ah. . .
- Yes.

I wasn't aware
she was starting so soon.

The sooner the better I thought.
You two be OK?

- Yeah, course.
- Conflict can be constructive?

There won't be any conflict.

Ros and I know exactly where
we stand with each other.

Hi.

- What you up to?
- Rehearsing for a part in Riverdance.

You're up to speed
on Waterfall then?

Of course. Waterfall didn't
originate in this section.

Well, it did actually.

Waterfall's primary goal
was infiltrating al-Qaeda cells

- to build networks of informers. . .
- Was the general objective.

- Waterfall's a specific operation.
- OK, so you gave it a name.

Anyway, I was fully aware of it.

Well, I can't see how you. . .

Well, that's good.
It gives us a head start.

You all right otherwise, though?
Generally I mean.

- Generally?
- Yeah.

You mean because of how I was
the last time we met?

Partly yes.

It's the only time
you'll see me like that, Adam.

I don't do emotional incontinence.

All right, that's good.
Cos I'm not a big fan.

I'm not a big fan of it either.
Er, Ros?

Meeting room's that way.

Simulation of a thermobaric
bomb's effect on Central London.

Everything in the red zone
would be dead.

100% fatalities.
One mile, 50.

The thermobaric bomb uses
a mixture of fuel and oxygen

rather than radiation.
But its destructive blast

is similar to that of a small
tactical nuclear weapon.

Which hasn't stopped its use

by the Russians in Chechnya
and the Americans in Afghanistan.

Put one of those in a theatre of
operations and it will destroy it.

It's a shame when that theatre
of operations happens to be

a city full of civilians.

Sometimes you have to destroy
the haystack to find the needle.

And sometimes you have to
stop hiding behind metaphors.

- It's complex. . .
- No, it's simple.

The thermobaric bomb
is a weapon of mass destruction.

Its purpose is to kill indiscriminately.

We can hardly be surprised that
al-Qaeda want one of their own

or bleat at their inhumanity
in using it.

It appears they are
on the brink of obtaining one

and I don't intend to let them
even the score in one of our cities.

How do we stop them getting hold
of it without revealing Waterfall?

The million dollar question.

- Thought of an answer yet?
- Yes.

We buy the bomb ourselves.

You want to gazump al-Qaeda?

You don't make a thermobaric bomb
using nail-polish remover.

There's only one or two
of them out there,

and just a couple of dealers
who are big enough to shift one.

We buy the bomb ourselves,
nobody's any the wiser,

- we keep Waterfall running.
- It's risky.

All right.

I'll liaise with the cousins
on missing bombs

and with Ruth on possible dealers.

Adam. . .

I don't mind a bit
of tightrope walking

and I know how much
we've invested in Waterfall.

But they don't even
get close to that bomb.

I want it back in our possession
as soon as possible.

Operation Waterfall.

We're trying to build up a network
of informers within al-Qaeda cells

just as we did with
the IRA in the 1970s.

You knew that already. OK.

This is Michael Johnson.

A petty criminal
from SE London

who converted to fundamentalist
Islam during a recent spell in prison.

He changed his name
to Mustafa Akram

and split with his childhood
sweetheart, Leigh Bennett.

Apparently, he'd proposed
just before going inside.

Michael's a member of the
cell that Zaf's infiltrated

and we might be able to turn him.

- If we can turn him. . .
- We can use him to recruit others.

When you say we,
I take it you mean me?

I mean Zaf, with your help.

And you can't baby-sit
your little friend because?

I'm needed elsewhere.

Nice shoes, aren't they?

Do you think Michael Johnson
would like them?

Who are you?

Somebody who might just
help to save his life.

Come on.

I'm meant to be back at work.
My manager. . .

This may come as
a surprise to you, Leigh,

but there are more powerful people
than your manager in this life.

Antelope is Number 37.

Where's Jo?

Death by mascara. . .

it was horrible to watch.

Ruth's agonizing over the fact
that there are no more horses

in modern warfare and. . .

Adam's on a course learning how to
lift his knuckles off the ground so. . .

you'll have to make
do with me I'm afraid.

Shouldn't you be
in prison or something?

This is the something.

You OK?

- My cover's still intact.
- No, I meant. . .

I'm fine.

Hanif was talking about a bomb.

It's going to be taken out
of game without them noticing.

We've been given a lease of life
to turn our recruit.

We?

You and I are now
the shock troops of Waterfall.

Admittedly I get to go home at night.
How is life in the flat?

Claustrophobic,
irritable, jumpy.

Every noise outside
is a possible raid.

Group dynamics?

Samir's getting more envious of Michael
since he became Hanif's right-hand man.

I'm busy stoking
the flames of discord.

OK, let's talk about sex.

Oh, yeah, hang on.

Sorry. . .
it's just that it's been so long. . .

We can use it to turn
Michael Johnson.

- You really think I'm his type?
- This is Leigh Bennett.

She was a regular visitor to Michael

while he was in Feltham
before he converted to Islam.

Yeah, I know.
She's his ex-fiance.

He got rid of her.
A weak spot.

Men, Zaf, are stupid,
inconsistent

and a short skirt usually trumps
a deeply held conviction.

Present company excepted, of course.

No, no, that was a pretty fair
assessment of my personality.

Pretty.

We tempt Michael back
with Leigh, we turn Michael,

Waterfall has its
first success story.

You did the right thing by the way.

Word from the cousins is that
our bomb may have gone AWOL

from Afghanistan two years ago.

I've got possible dealers
down to a shortlist of three.

The destruction of Central London
doesn't come cheap.

- I'm not naive.
- I didn't say you were.

It's bad enough
that the bombers are home-grown.

Now they're gonna blow us up
with our own weapons.

You're absolutely right.

Would you like to have
dinner one night?

- I'm sorry?
- Dinner?

That is if you'd like to of course.

That's. . .
quite a conversation shift.

Well, a rather happier topic than
weapons of mass destruction. . .

- or your naivety.
- I'm not naive!

I booked a table.

It's a place I think you'd like.

Very presumptuous of you.

- I might have said no.
- Well, I'll go anyway.

A bit like the Charlie Chaplin
character waiting for the girl and. . .

making the bread rolls dance.

- What film was that?
- Gold Rush.

Ah yes.

You won't have to.
Wait, I mean.

I'd love to have dinner.

Together.

That's good.

Where's Mustafa?

Gone to get instructions from Hanif.

I would have done it, you know.

Course.

But using a gun's second nature
to someone like Mustafa, isn't it?

You happy about him
being put in charge of us?

Look,

you know I'd never
question Hanif's judgement.

But Mustafa's different from us.

It's not in the blood with him,
is it?

You're telling me.

Who's to say he won't
betray us for a crack-pipe?

Yeah, gonna need some fuse wire
from the hardware store.

You always get to go out.

All right, you can go.

You have no doubts
about what you are doing?

The Koran tells us that Paradise
is found under the shade of swords.

This attack. It will have
big consequences.

- For Muslims as well.
- Good.

Might make them realise
we're at war.

Look. . .the moon's out already.

When I was fighting in Afghanistan a
daytime moon just like that appeared

and we'd pray under it.

And it was. . .

such peace.

Just men,
just brothers,

living under God, nothing else
mattered, just us and God.

It will be like that again, Mustafa,

simple and beautiful.

I'm proud to be a soldier
in that struggle.

- What you doing in my room?
- Microwave blew out all the fuses.

How did that happen?

Ask Samir, he's the college graduate
as he never stops reminding us.

- Where is he?
- Gone to get some fuse wire.

So thought I'd check
all the sockets with this.

- Any news?
- Not about the mission.

You worried?
You know about. . .

I'm not scared of death.

The martyr feels no pain and
goes straight to Paradise.

Sometimes I wonder,

what if my dad was there
when the bomb went off?

If it was my dad
that would be a big bonus.

But what if it was someone
you actually cared about?

What if it was like, a friend,
or ex-girlfriend or something.

Maybe my gran.

But if they're deserving
then they go to Paradise as well.

That's why we don't listen to their
propaganda about killing Muslims.

You can't just take
me off the street.

- I want a lawyer.
- Do you know where you are?

- Exactly.
- What's this about?

Your terrorist boyfriend and the
act of mass murder he's plotting.

He's not my boyfriend any more.
I'm not involved in anything.

The fact that I'm talking to you
means that you are.

I don't know anything!

Of course you do, so why don't we
start with the physical side?

How often did you
and Michael have sex?

What?!
You're out of order.

How do you think your sweet-faced
innocence will play with the public

after an attack that's left
thousands of people dead?

The tabloids will have
a field day with you.

Did you and Michael
have a healthy sex life?

What's healthy?

Are we talking
once a week, three times?

Things been a bit quiet round
your way recently, have they?

I'm afraid that's the price I pay
for ensuring your security.

Yeah, things were, you know,

pretty good. . .

more than what you said.

And in other ways?

Just before he went inside the
last time we went away together.

To the Canaries.

That was a nice holiday,

that's where he said
we should get married

and that he'd try
and sort his life out.

Then he went down. . .

And discovered extremist religion?

He's not a bad person.

I know that, Leigh.

And I can help you both.

You still can have a future together.
But I need your help.

Can you do that for me, please?

What did you make of her?

Above average intelligence,
got some fighting spirit in her,

but not so bitter she's still
not able to stick up for him.

Most importantly
they used to shag like bunnies.

- How about you?
- Not a lot.

He's got some emotional memories
stashed away but not of her.

He'd like a pizza.

He's got a photo of his gran,

a cricket medal
and some old holiday souvenir.

What kind?

Well, we didn't get on
to toppings but I. . .

The souvenir, Zaf.

- A snowstorm.
- Where from?

Gran Canaria.

OK, let's give the snowstorm
a little shake.

Got you!

Adam, we've got e-mail
intercepts coming out of Kenya

from two Saudi businessmen
to Hanif Ibrahim.

What are they doing in Kenya?

Meeting this man.

Iain Kallis.

Used to be an agent for BOSS during
the apartheid years in South Africa.

Now he's a blue-chip arms dealer
with links to a front company

called Protech Holdings.

Yes, I've caught a whiff of Kallis
once or twice.

He's on his way to London
for the arms fair.

Staying at the
Royal Heights hotel for a week.

Didn't Protech used to organise
shooting parties as well?

A handful of men armed
with semi-automatic rifles

pit their wits against
the mighty claws of a lion.

Among them are American
congressmen and Saudi playboys.

He's well connected.

How will you persuade him
to sell you the bomb?

By appealing
to his baser instincts.

You may have to narrow that down.

A truckload of cash and a place
in the sun where the only blacks

are the ones
serving you drinks.

Jo and I are going to ask him

to help us overthrow
a foreign government.

There's a listening device
stitched into the collar.

We'll be able to
hear you at all times.

After this Michael's won't be
in any trouble?

Depends if he helps us.

What do you want him
to do for you?

We'll cross that bridge later.

Just hold still a sec.

I won't know what to say.
I'll be too nervous.

- Sometimes I'll blush. . .
- Good.

He'll think you're nervous
at seeing him again.

Celestial rosie red.
Love's proper hue.

Paradise Lost.

Milton, thou should'st
be living at this hour.

Thanks for sharing that, Malcolm.

- What do you want me to say to him?
- Just be yourself.

- Remind him of the good old days.
- Right, you're ready, young lady.

- Am I?
- You're saving lives, Leigh.

Not just innocent people's,
maybe even Michael's.

You'll be fine.

We've had a letter about our rent
arrears, but we're on housing benefit.

It says something about my income
taper, but I'm on income support.

How unusual.
Take a number.

What you doing?

Mate, you pushing in.

OK, Lima One, up the ante
and get target one's attention.

Get out of my face, bitch!

Who are you calling a bitch?

Oh, what are you deaf
as well as stupid?

You're the stupid one,
the end of the queue is back there.

- Look, I don't care.
- Get to the back of the queue.

- Or else?
- Are you trying to start a fight?

- Back off, mate!
- What are you going to do?

Do you want to know?

'Good work, Lima One.'

Leigh.

- Hello.
- Give us a minute.

No, Michael, don't think so. . .

- This one of your new mates, is it?
- Just a minute.

So you have to ask permission
for who you talk to now?

Sort out the rent, Jamal.

'Been getting some trouble from
them boys over the Denbigh.

'They was hassling me
and Mum the other day.'

How is your mum?

- Not your biggest fan.
- She never was.

Remember that time,

when she came home
from work early and. . .

I was a different person back then.

You're telling me.

- You wouldn't understand.
- How's that?

Selling make-up.

Drinking with your
ignorant mates till you're sick.

Ignorant?

Ignorant was spending all my wages
going to visit a handbag thief

who once said he wanted to spend
the rest of his life in bed with me!

You just turn round one day and go

"Oh, sorry we ain't getting married
cos now I'm following Allah."

It saved my life.
Now I follow the one true God.

I used to sit up at nights
making you tapes,

I saved money
for when you got out!

I'm reading the Hadith of
the last prophet Mohammed. . .

You sound like a bloody robot, mate!

Why should I care
what happens to you?

- I can't do this any more.
- What?

She's going to pieces.
She's gonna break.

Leave me alone, I didn't
ask you to help me back there!

I can't talk to you any more!

- It breaks me up seeing you like this.
- Come back!

She's sexy when she's angry.

Now he's chasing her.
I told you she was clever.

Look, what you walking away for?
We're just talking.

No, you were giving me
a sermon as usual!

Leigh. . .

- What are you doing?
- That's my number.

Call me if you want
to talk about anything.

Since when did you
and me just talk?

That's Kallis.

Doesn't look like much, does he?

He isn't much.

Who was that girl at
the housing office?

- Someone I used to know.
- You used to like her?

We was going to get married.

She doesn't know anything about. . . ?

I found the true path in prison.

Then I took the decision
to break it off with her.

Must have been hard.

- She's a pretty girl.
- The path of righteousness. . .

- Yeah but. . .
- The Koran teaches. . .

You don't have
to prove yourself to me.

I'm not Hanif and
I'm not Samir either.

I don't look down on you because
we're from a different background.

Has Samir said that?

- He looks down on me?
- Doesn't matter does it?

What I'm saying is

we're too tightly wound up.

That's not good for the mission,

we jump every time
there's a siren outside.

- If I was to see her again. . .
- We're soldiers.

Soldiers have needs.

If it helps the mission to satisfy
those needs, then it's not wrong.

When this is over
I'm really hoping that. . .

Let's not worry about that yet.

But if we can make Michael realise
he's been brainwashed. . .

What would you like to happen?

I wanted us to live somewhere
different, a little house.

Would you like a prairie
to go with that?

You know what?

If you'd grown up where me and Michael
did you wouldn't say no to a prairie.

Although I think
I'd prefer an island.

Call Michael.

Take him somewhere
you can be alone.

Hello?

Look at that, that's what
this society is all about.

Disgusting.

Cut his hands off.
Stone him to death.

You take the piss, Leigh,
but this society is rubbish.

Look at all the injustice.

The only things people care about

are commodities which make us
desecrate other countries,

trample over their people.

Check you out.
The way you talk now.

You shouldn't laugh at me.
It's wrong to laugh.

I like it.

It sounds like you care about
something more than just yourself.

But why do you always
have to be judging people?

- People aren't always perfect.
- You can try though.

Not so much
it dries you all up inside.

Can't we go somewhere else?

What about your house?

My mum and sister will be there.

How about your flat?

She can't go there.

It will tell us how much Michael wants
this if he compromises his own security.

It could compromise our security
as well. And certainly hers.

- No, Adam wouldn't go for it.
- Adam's not here,

she's being resourceful.
Let's run with it.

Not very homely, is it?

That's what happens
when men live together.

- It's freezing as well.
- The heating's packed up.

You always hated the cold.

Yeah.

Show me your room then.

Has it at least got a duvet?

What's my brother's name?

Gordon Hunter.
British,

known to fellow
mercenaries as the Huntsman.

Betrayed, beaten but unbowed in an
African jail after a failed attempt

to overthrow the government and
take control of the diamond trade. . .

- Wes is asleep now.
- Good. Is he OK?

He's fine.
We've finished A Dog So Small.

Oh, I used to love that book
when I was little.

I've spoken to you on the phone?

That's right.
I'm a colleague.

Working late again?

You guys keep some
pretty unsociable hours.

I wish we could say
the overtime was worth it.

Sometimes loving your job
just has to be enough, I guess.

See you later, Adam.

Bye. . .

Kate.

Bye, Kate.

Thanks, Jenny.

What?

She fancies you.

She's the nanny.

Hasn't stopped more
illustrious men than you.

Ask me some more questions.

OK.

Why are Harry and Ruth
going out for dinner tonight?

About my. . . What?

Harry's security officer
can get a little indiscreet.

Not with me.

Maybe my human skills
are better than yours.

I�ve never heard it
called that before.

Harry and Ruth?
Are you sure?

Well, it wasn't Harry and Malcolm.

The sly old dog!

- Well, that explains it.
- What?

The other day he was walking across
the Grid, and he was whistling.

- What was he whistling?
- Lilibulero, I think.

Last time he did that
was when we found out

about the Foreign Minister. . .
and the French Ambassador.

Bloody hell!

- Paris.
- New York.

Paris.

Where's your spirit of Atlanticism?

Where's your spirit of romance?

I often dream about a big trip.

The grand tour of all
the great capitals of Europe -

Paris, Madrid, Rome, Berlin.

Visiting the museums, walking
in the streets, sitting in cafes.

Do some people-watching without a
backup team and a surveillance van?

That would be something.

Of course it's not a trip
to do alone.

Did you have a particular
companion in mind?

Well, it would have to be somebody
whose conversation you enjoyed,

yet who understood the
need sometimes for quiet.

Somebody with a gentle
sense of humour.

Principled,
but not foolish or naive.

Good qualities.

You don't often find them
in one person.

White burgundy.

Thermobaric bombs.

Quite a species, aren't we?

Mr Kallis?

Sam Hunter.
This is my assistant Gill Turner.

So, you're Gordon Hunter's brother?

There's no danger of this room
being bugged, is there?

'I have every hotel room I use
swept for listening devices.'

So you think
you can succeed where he failed?

'Well, I don't intend
to leave without trying.'

And how many men do you have?

I'm not going into specifics.

But obviously we're at a
numerical disadvantage.

And how do you think
I can help you?

Don't mess me about here.

My backers tell me you can
get hold of a thermobaric bomb.

With that we can take out the
barracks of the National Guard.

And big rewards for prominent
citizens of the new country.

Whatever you've been offered.
We'll raise it by 10%.

That's a good offer.

What did you say your name was?

- Gill.
- Well, Gill,

I have some tickets
for a West End show,

but my friend has had
to drop out at the last minute.

Would you like to come instead?

He wants Jo as part of the deal,
you OK'd that?

I'm supposed to be a mercenary.
Why would I hesitate?

Got to get that bomb
out of the field of play.

All right.

But she's watched the whole time
and given a get-out clause.

- Use Ros.
- She's busy with Michael Johnson.

Kallis is both vicious
and experienced. Use Ros.

- Well, you're a dark horse.
- Sorry?

No, no, I mean best of luck to you.
I think it's wonderful.

I suppose it was staring us
in the face all along.

Malcolm, I've got no idea
what you're talking about.

You and Harry.

What?

It's pretty impossible
to keep a secret in this place.

Candle-lit dinners for two, eh?

- No. . .
- Good for you.

I think you'd make a smashing couple.

Malcolm, it was to do with work.

Please don't say anything.

Who else knows?

- You did really well.
- What's gonna happen to Michael?

What do you mean?

You hear stuff about
secret prisons and torture. . .

How do I know you're not
going to do that to him?

I could be helping you to set him
up and you could take him away. . .

No, we won't do that because
he's going to be working for us.

How?

Helping us to stop attacks
that kill innocent civilians.

He'll be in a much better place
than he is now.

But I thought. . .

Best if you avoid the flat for now.
It's too risky at the moment.

At least until we have him
where we want him.

- Would you like a drink?
- Sure, where?

How about the bar of my hotel?

Somewhere a bit nearer maybe?

Well, you know it's only
five minutes' walk.

'OK.'

- She's doing well, isn't she?
- Yeah, she's fine.

We were right about the hotel.

OK, visuals are on in the lobby
and the hotel room.

Watch closely, Adam,

this is the one time you get
to see a man being unselfish

with the wine and pretending to be
interested in a woman's opinion.

'Did you enjoy the show?'

'More than I thought I would. I'm
not usually a big fan of musicals.'

'I love them.'

Another impressive addition to his CV.

What, you not a fan?

Old queens,
serial killers and the Japanese.

- What about them?
- Like musicals.

Good evening, sir.

Messages for Kallis?

I'm going to ask for some drinks
to be brought up to my room,

if you don't mind.

- I don't think so.
- I don't bite, you know.

You know this is strictly business.

I've enjoyed tonight but. . .

Either we discuss your
boss's request right now

or that's it, I'm afraid.

- That was predictable.
- OK, Foxtrot One and Two.

Be ready to go into Kallis's room
and give her a get-out option

- on my command.
- 'Copy that.'

'I have other buyers interested
in the device your boss wants.'

- 'We'll outbid them all.'
- Where the hell are they. . ?

Something wrong.
We must have a visual.

I'll need a down payment - �50, 000.

That can easly be arranged.

I'll need the account details
for the transfer.

Right.

Well, tell your boss I'll be
in touch to discuss a final price.

Great.

But you, you haven't touched
your drink.

It's fine, I have to go now.

Stay, finish your drink.

No, I don't think so.

'Alpha One, we can't find her.'

A women saying no to me, that's
when the problems usually start.

She's got to be in here somewhere.

Adam. . .

Adam?
Who's Adam?

- The drinks.
- What?

Kallis ordered room service.

Which room did the drinks go to?

Who's Adam, you little bitch?

This is what happens.

This is what always happens
when you provoke me. . .

Put her down, Mr Kallis.

You put her down very gently.

We're officers of the security service.

Step off. Step off or I'll
break the little whore's neck.

I have you on tape discussing the
overthrow of an African government.

We could have you on a flight
straight back to that country.

How comfortable
would your stay there be?

You OK, Jo?

- Ros?
- She's OK.

Fancy your chances?

Why did you swap rooms?

Last time I had some slut in there
somebody complained

and hotel management
decided to get involved.

Well, you should have
accepted our offer.

Now you'll have
to give us the bomb.

You're too late, sonny.

The type of bomb you were looking
for has already been purchased

by some Saudis who attended
one of my hunts in Africa.

I was involved
but only as a middleman.

Who the Saudis sell the bomb on to

is anybody's guess
and none of my business.

Why do you think a pair
of Saudi businessmen

would be buying a thermobaric bomb?

Like I say,
none of my business.

But if I hadn't done it
somebody else would have done so.

An argument from the moral cesspit.

But that's where we
live right now, isn't it?

We have to let him go?!

Six want him back
in Africa working for them.

Six ?! They're partly
responsible for this mess!

Why didn't they know what
was happening in Sofia?

I don't know,

but Africa is a key battleground
and Kallis can help us now.

- Don't let this happen.
- It's out of my hands.

I don't like it
any more than you do.

But right now what I don't like even
more is that we've lost the bomb.

We still know where it's going.
It all comes down to Zaf now.

We have an hour and a half
to prepare ourselves.

We should pray together.

We've had Zaf's report. A van
will be delivered to the flat soon.

They will be directed to the location
where it will be left to detonate.

Not a suicide mission?

No. They'll have 30 minutes
to get out of range.

So still no need
to detain anybody?

Exactly. We get the bomb
and carry on with Waterfall.

Then we watch their exits
when the bomb fails to go off.

They�ll think they�ve been
sold dodgy good by Kallis.

Well, let's hope they take
appropriate revenge.

You're going to have
to let me go, you know.

I know that.

Could I get some coffee?

Of course you can.
I brought you this.

Careful it's very. . .

hot!

Still I don't need
to explain to you

the erotic possibilities
of extreme pain.

- Who's that?
- I'll check.

- Yeah?
- I've come to see Michael. . .

Michael?

In there.

This girl says she knows you,
Michael.

What's that?

I thought. . .
for the cold in your room.

You've been here before.

In his room?

I was scared for you.
I wanted to make sure you were OK.

Why should you be scared for him?

- What have you told her?
- Nothing.

She doesn't know anything.

- She's all right, let her go, man.
- Michael, they know about you.

They've been watching you
the whole time.

They wanted me
to get close to you.

So don't do it. I love you,
come away with me.

That's enough!
That's enough!

Leigh, you're all right.

- How do you know her name?
- You're gonna be OK.

You're a spy!

They've set you up.

You used her?

It was all an act?

We need to get her
medical attention.

Let her bleed!

You're next, traitor.

Michael. . .
Michael, this is bullshit!

Think, Michael.

The Koran commands
the Mujahid. . .

Every school of Islamic law forbids
the harming of non-combatants

especially women and children!

I'm cold. . .

Michael, she's going to die
unless we help her.

I'm gonna tell Hanif.

Stupid bitch!

She's so pale.

Look how pale she is.

She's dead, Michael.

Get to work.

- What's going on?
- We have to clean up.

Is he still alive?

- He's alive.
- Get him out of here.

Michael, we have to act normal
when Hanif arrives.

Clean up?
Act normal?

We have to carry on
with this operation,

or thousands more
like Leigh could die.

- What's that?
- Heroin.

Get him back on his feet.

If he can't hold it together
we're finished.

Michael listen to me!

Michael, you have to help us.

If you do that you will be able to
make sense of what happened here.

'Charlie One, they're arriving.'

- Where's Samir?
- He fled.

What?

He lost his courage.

Said he was going for a walk
but he hasn't returned.

Afterwards we searched his room.
We found this. . .

He used to disappear sometimes.

Now we know he was buying heroin.

Maybe he developed the habit
on one of his trips to Pakistan.

Get ready.

Give me your wallets, any identifying
papers and your mobile phones.

It's me. . .we're going now.

Follow my instructions until
you get to the destination.

'He's made a call to his contact.'

Good, first big mistake.

Get intercepts on that phone and patch
every conversation through to Ruth.

'Copy that.'

How did the girl know
where Michael lived?

- He must have told her.
- You didn't allow her to go there?

I instructed her not to go there.

- When?
- When she suggested it.

'Antelope's leaving with Michael.

They're getting into the van.
We've got a tracking device on it.'

OK. Monitor all calls
from that flat.

I'm going after the van.

What we doing?

We're going to leave
the van where instructed.

Then we'll meet Ibrahim
at the rendezvous.

Be devastated when the bomb
doesn't go off

and then we'll follow
any instructions we're given.

I don't understand.

We're at war with these people.

But to win that war
we need intelligence. . .

we need to know where they are,

what they're thinking,
how they cope with setbacks.

Everything that's happening,
Ibrahim won't know a thing?

He won't but we will.

- But who's right?
- What do you mean?

I thought it made sense,

I thought I'd found
some answers in prison.

But it's more of a mess now.

We're heading through to the City.

OK, bye.
Ruth?

We've picked up a phone call
from Ibrahim's superior.

It is a suicide mission only Zaf
and Michael don't know it.

- What?
- They have somebody

who will detonate
the van as it arrives.

Ibrahim said that Samir's defection

justified their decision not to give
the 'soldiers' any more information.

Justified. . .
Where are they now?

- Entering the City.
- Call Adam.

'The van will be with you in about
three minutes. Are you in position?'

'Get Zaf to stop the van.'

We tried that.
No response from his mobile.

Pull on units on standby.
Get Lima team to stop the van.

No, they're further away than you.

We're in slow moving traffic,
we'll never catch them.

Do something, Adam.

Stop the car!

Target turning left
onto Farringdon Road.

- 'Adam, how close are you?'
- Close.

'The van's nearly in range.
Prepare to detonate.'

Oh my. . .

We've just picked up an
infra-red signal from the bridge.

The van is nearly in range.

'How long?'

Depending on the traffic lights,
between 45 seconds and a minute.

Adam, I've just spoken
to the Special Branch.

They have armed police on route
with orders to stop that van

- by any means necessary.
- Meaning?

Meaning they'll shoot Zaf
to prevent the van entering the City.

Tell them to hold off!

I'll get there!

Another signal.
The van is only just out of range.

- Get out of here.
- Where to?

Go to the Grove Park mosque
and speak to the Imam there.

What's going on?

There's a human detonator
in the area.

- I'll get the van out of here.
- No time.

Where are the armed units?

'Armed police are
moving to intercept.

'We're following the suspect.
Awaiting orders Alpha One.'

Adam, the remote detonator
is on the move towards you.

'The armed units are
right behind you.'

- I can take the shot.
- Standby.

'Suspect in range, Alpha One.
We can take the shot now.'

Wait, you can't see who it is.

You have to make a decision on this,
Alpha One.

It's now or never.

How do you know it's him?

'They can't confirm his identity
but you must make this call.'

'Adam, make the call.'

Take the shot!

We've had a report from
the Imam at the Grove Park Mosque.

Michael's made contact. He's given
us the address of the safe houses.

Excellent.
Do we have a story for Zaf?

Killed himself
rather than be taken by the police.

He'll be their latest pin-up boy.

If anyone from inside the attack
cell was an informer, it was Samir.

And do you think
we can still use Michael?

The Imam's going to speak to him
again. We'll have to see after that.

Operation Waterfall's
still in place though?

It has to be, it's the only way
we have a hope against this lot.

Whoever owns it
or whatever name it's given.

Quite.

Well done,
both of you.

The Americans want to talk
to you about the bomb.

They're not getting it back.

Grosvenor Square is on a secure line.

Ruth ?

- Have you thought about. . . ?
- I can't.

- Can't what?
- Have dinner again.

People know,
they're laughing about it.

Laughing?

- Why would they laugh?
- I don't know.

But it undermines you
and that's not acceptable.

I sit in meetings
listening to briefings

that would chill the blood
of any ordinary citizen.

So whilst of course deeply hurtful,

somebody laughing at me is not
going to give me sleepless nights.

We can't, Harry.

I can't be talked about like that.
I just. . .

I can't stand it.

Sorry.

Listen, we need to keep quiet about
the girl going to the flat before.

It was a bad call.

It didn't dramatically
affect the operation.

It had quite an effect
on Leigh Bennett.

Nevertheless, there's no point
in drawing attention to it.

You do owe me one, Jo.

If he doesn't ask me directly
I won't say anything,

but I won't lie.

Then you won't rise very high
in your chosen career.

That's not my main priority.

Don't you have any remorse
about the girl?

You terrified her and deceived her into
thinking she had a future with Michael.

For a higher purpose.

But if I wanted a job where everybody
loved me, I'd have become a vet.

As British Foreign Secretary,

I'm proud to open the Havensworth
Addressing Africa summit.

Zaf?
'She's in the staff quarters.'

We are officers of the state.

We do not make a moral or political
judgments, we do not play God.

Talk to the President.
Keep everyone calm.

We have to keep this summit alive.

I expect to have a signed deal
by this afternoon.

The fact that your own existence
is a walking disaster zone

does not give you the right
to make judgments on other people's!

Harry, he will disband
the MI5 presence here forthwith.

She has no weapon!

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