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I have a client.
He's on a murder charge.

You're a lawyer?

Why do you need me
to find Joe Collins?

He's got something that
can get me out of this.

You tell me or I'm out of here.
What?

A laptop. If you don't find
Joe for me, I am dead.

The day's violence
has put further pressure

on the prime minister
after today's allegations

about his financial affairs.

Dead man walking.

I've read Elspeth's file.

What do we want to achieve
with this information?

The end of Brian Worsley.

Tomorrow,
Alex Wentworth will be appearing

at a press conference.

My understanding is that
he's going to make

new allegations against Worsley
which he won't survive.

In front of the world's media,

it'll be the perfect
launching pad.

You are in danger.
There is someone I know.

I'd like to talk to him
and get his advice.

Harry, I've just
seen Jason Styles.

Michael's been arrested.

While you're in here,
you keep your head down.

You stand your ground.

Where is she?

Who's Teddy Cockburn?
There were photographs of this

fella Cockburn
in the doctor's office.

You got your e-mail,
you got your photographs,

you got your bottle of Cockburn.

"We'll raise a glass of
Cockburn's on the 10th of July."

Don't you want
to know the truth

about what happened
to your brother?

Well, they say
the truth sets you free.

The truth is going
to send me to prison.

You want to talk about the night

your brother
and his friend came to visit?

Somebody paid Paul Hillman
and my brother

to pull that trigger.

Okay, no harm done, yeah?

That's where you're wrong, H.

Get a towel, something.

No. No. No, H.
No ambulance.

You've just been
bloody shot.

Gunshot wound? The cops
will be right behind them.

With my record,
that's-- that's jail, life.

Frank, this is bad.
You don't have a choice, mate.

Oh, bastard!

Just get me
out of the house.

Okay, this is going
to hurt, mate.

Come on.

Do you know what happened
in this house 20 years ago?

The same night
your uncle was shot,

my parents were murdered.

I think my parents were killed

for the same reason
your uncle was killed.

Which is what?

That's what
I'm trying to find out.

Why do you think
your uncle was killed?

- It was a robbery.
- Did they take anything?

They bungled it.

They panicked
when the police showed up.

Did they look panicked
when they shot your uncle?

Did they look panicked
when they shot you?

There's a reason
why your uncle was killed.

Did your uncle say
anything unusual?

Was there anything
out of place?

Please think!

The night before he was killed,
he had a visit.

Who from?

What were you doing in there?
We need to get him to hospital.

- How you doing back there?
- Working on me story.

Did you get anything
out of him?

All he said was Braddick
received an unexpected visit

the night before
he was killed...

from James Morpeth.

What was James Morpeth
doing there?

Morpeth was with another man,
someone called Cockburn.

- Teddy Cockburn?
- Yes.

Do you know him?

Here.

"We'll raise a glass
of Cockburn's on 10th July."

- What?
- It's an e-mail Frank found.

"Spitfire2@morpethal.com."

Morpeth.

Yes?

Harry Venn and Gina Hawkes

broke into the Braddick house
20 minutes ago.

Braddick?

What did they want?
What are they looking for?

That's not yet clear.
I'm on my way there now.

You do realise
it's less than 20 hours

to the main event?

They're fumbling in the dark.

Well, people sometimes
fumble their way to the light.

You take care of this problem,
Mr. Styles, before that happens.

Hey, Frank, how's your story
coming along?

Do you want to run it by me,
as your solicitor?

- Harry, listen.
- What?

I really hope
you and the girl make it.

If you do,

the next time I see you,
you won't be my solicitor.

You'll be sitting beside me
in the dock.

Good luck.

Excuse me!
This man's been badly hurt!

He needs to see
a doctor straightaway.

See you later.

Good evening, General.
Mr. Morpeth is expecting you.

Here, have a look at this.

That's a photograph of Morpeth
and Cockburn together.

It's a Spitfire.
It's a bloody spitfire.

"Spitfire2"--
that's the e-mail address.

See how he responds to this.

Main event 16:00.
Units here by 16:20.

Units here by 16:35.

Hopefully with nothing else
to do but sit on their hands.

Hmm.

Problem?

Just give me a moment.

Hello?

You sent me
an e-mail just now.

Yeah, I'm really looking
forward to the party.

I'm afraid you've lost me.

You know, the party
where we're going to be

drinking lots of port.

Cockburn's Port.

My favourite.

Sorry. I didn't catch your name.

What's your name?
Spitfire2?

I think you've
got the wrong number.

No, you called me.

Okay, let's have
a listen to this.

Yes, the cost in North America
is quite competitive.

You can find cheaper places,
but you need to...

- The same voice.
- Morpeth visits Braddick

shortly before he's murdered.

That's no coincidence.
He's involved.

I've just been talking
to Harry Venn.

I'm forwarding
the contact number.

Track down that
telephone, Mr. Styles.

Understood.

- Yeah?
-Harry?

- Yeah?
- It's Joe Collins.

It's Joe Collins.
I've been looking for you, Joe.

Where are you?

I'm at a hotel near Heathrow.

You were the chief
leader writer of the main

RDO media paper.

Now, your big boss,
Elspeth Verney,

not only is a very good friend
of Alex Wentworth's,

she's also a key supporter.

So, what can you tell us
of what

he's going to reveal tomorrow?

It's going to be damning.
It's going to be very damning.

I think we're going to hear
things about Brian Worsley

that will shock and dismay even
his most ardent supporters.

Alexander Wentworth's
an extremely divisive figure--

Harry, thank God.

I-I need money and I need
a passport-- now.

Can you help me, pal? Can you?

I wouldn't ask, but I'm in
real big trouble here.

Joe, wait a minute.
Just slow down.

This is Gina Hawkes.

She's-- Well, she was
Stevie's solicitor.

- Yeah, yeah.
- What's this all about?

- Did anyone follow you here?
- No.

What did Stevie tell ya?
What happened?

Joe, don't worry about that.
Just talk to me.

About a week ago,
I got a call on me phone.

This fella,
called himself Styles.

Asked to meet,
said there was money in it.

Me and Stevie--
we met him at the embankment.

We talked
for a couple of minutes.

Then we got in his car and
drove around for a bit more.

And he offered us a job--
20 grand.

What was the job?
What did he want you to do?

Kill someone.

Me. You mean me.

Yeah.

He wanted a...

a sex crime.

What? He wanted it
to look like a sex crime?

No, he-- he wanted us
to go through with it.

So why is she alive?

We needed the money, bad,

but the more this fella talked,
the less me and Stevie liked.

When we got out of the car,
I took something with us.

His laptop?

Worst decision I ever made.

He sent someone after us.

You know who?

You'll think I'm mad,
but I'm not.

Paul Hillman.

It was him, Harry,
back from the dead.

I'm not making this up!
Believe me!

Joe, I believe you, alright?
I believe you.

Can you help me out here,
Harry? Can ya?

Joe, Joe, where's the laptop?

Where's the laptop?

"One more attempt
until data wipe."

Let's get out of here.

Stevie thought
we could bargain with them.

Give it back,
they'd leave us alone.

These people, they're not
interested in doing any deal.

Here. Here you go. Here.

- Look at this.
-Thanks.

Wentworth's backers
now include Sir Nigel Fountain,

who apparently has been
working behind the scenes

for weeks with billionaire
industrialist James Morpeth.

The presence of such
a senior legal figure--

Nigel Fountain
and James Morpeth?

...throwing their
collective weight

behind the Wentworth campaign.

Look after yourself, Joe.

Given the
Constitutional crisis

the government is facing,
particularly given

the job Wentworth and...

I know a bloke who should be
able to hack into this computer.

- Well, let's go there now.
- We can't. It's a shop.

It's not open till the morning.

Yeah?

They're onto you, Harry.
Get rid of the girl's phone.

Mark.

- Who was that?
- Give me your phone.

- Give me your phone!
- Yes.

- What...
- Come on.

Grab hold of the laptop.

You are within 100 metres
of the device.

Acquiring satellites.
Please hold.

Harry.
Styles!

Satellites acquired.
Triangulating now.

Shit.

Can't find the bloody ticket.

Okay.

The device is static
and within 25 metres

of your current location.

Go, go, go, go, go, go!

Go! Come on!

What's the status now?

The device remains static,

and we can now track
to within 10 metres.

Ring Collins,
warn him about Styles.

Now!

This is Joe.
Leave me a message.

- Straight to voicemail.
- Shit!

- Where's Harry Venn?
- Who?

He was with you tonight when you
got shot at the Braddick house.

No, not me.

I was out walking my dog,
minding my own business,

when, bang,

someone shoots me
from a passing car.

Where's your dog?

Well, she run off, didn't she?
Would you blame her?

What did Harry want
with Ben Lander?

Why did he go back
to the house?

Did you just start
speaking Chinese?

Because I didn't understand
a word you just said.

Do you like Harry Venn?

He's my solicitor.

Do you like him?
Would you call him a friend?

Yeah. He's a good guy, Harry.

Then do your friend a favour.

He's in serious trouble.
Someone's trying to kill him.

Like you give a shit.

What about you?
Do you give a shit?

Because if you do, help me.

I'm his only chance.

Where's Harry?

There you go again...
talking Chinese.

Right.

Let's get you up to theatre.

Sorry. I'm...

I'm in a lot of trouble,

and you're the only person
I can trust.

- Come in.
- Thanks.

This is Gina.

- I'm Gina Hawkes.
- Give us five minutes.

Harry, what's going on?
Who is she?

Mark's alive.

Harry, look at you.
You're shaking.

- What have you taken?
- He's alive, Lauren.

- Harry...
- I saw Paul Hillman.

I saw him.

- Oh, my God. Is that blood?
- Listen...

I need to take a shower,
a change of clothes.

- Just give me 10 minutes.
- Okay.

Okay.

In Britain,
we rightly defend

freedom of the press
tenaciously.

But that freedom
comes with responsibility.

It is not a licence
for abuse of power.

The allegations against me
are another example

of an over-weaning
media corporation cynically

manipulating the truth

in pursuit of a dangerous
political agenda.

That was the prime minister
earlier today.

Meanwhile,
key Wentworth supporters,

who include billionaire
industrialist James Morpeth,

have called on the public
to brace themselves

for a body blow
not just to Brian Worsley,

but to the entire
political establishment.

Prime Minister Brian Worsley,
still no nearer...

- Where's the punch?
- It's tricky, Elspeth.

We don't know
what Wentworth is gonna say

at the press conference.

If we over-hype this
and he doesn't deliver,

we end up
looking really silly.

I want you
out of this building now.

Tomorrow,
Alexander Wentworth will

give the most
sensational disclosures

ever made about a serving
British prime minister.

That's what we need
to see on this page.

James Morpeth
will be with him.

We need his picture, too, plus a
profile-- the full works.

He's going to be
a major figure post-Worsley.

Okay, we need to go.

Morpeth is going to be at

the Wentworth
press conference today.

Today is the 10th of July,
the date in Morpeth's e-mail.

"We'll raise a glass of
Cockburn's on the 10th of July."

I called a taxi.

- Why did you call a taxi?
- I have to talk to Nigel.

I'm coming with you.

Gina, what's to stop him
calling Styles again?

Don't go to see him. Call him.
Talk to him on the phone.

Whatever it is
he has to say,

I need him to look me
in the eye and say it.

Fine, but I'm coming with you.

Harry, this is between
Nigel and me.

I'll buy a new phone
and call you.

Write down your number again.

I'm glad Stevie Quirke
sent me to you.

Mr. Venn.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Have you talked to Michael?

Yeah, he said
you went to see him.

- Didn't go too well.
- Mm, that's not what he said.

He said you said
some things to him that

really made him think.

What was it?
What did you say?

I was quite hard on him.

Well, whatever you said,
he didn't take it that way.

It meant a lot to him.

Will you tell him
I'm sorry for everything?

Harry, what do you
mean by that?

- What's that? A gun?
- Lauren...

I love you.

Area forecasts
for the next 24 hours.

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Westerly or southwesterly,
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Occasionally going at 8 at
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decreasing 4 or 5.

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decreasing 3 or 4.

Going back in the south,
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Rain then fair,
moderate or good,

occasionally poor at first.

Fisher, German Bight,

southwest, 5 or 6,
bearing west...

I'll tell Mr. Wentworth
we have your backing. Yes.

Glad to have you on board.
Thank you for your support.

Alexander needs to know

if you're going to line up
with him on this.

This is difficult, Alex.

You're asking me
to sign up to something

without telling me what it is.

Ian, you know what this
country is up against.

We are this close to collapse.

That's why I'm asking you
for your trust and support.

Well, blind trust,
unconditional support.

For now.

Only you could say that
with a straight face, Alex.

And not for long.

After the press conference,

I'll go outside
and address the rally.

Then I'm going
to lead my supporters

on a walk to Parliament.

I'd like you to be beside me
on that walk.

My God.
Mussolini's March on Rome, eh?

Except I'm not leading a March
of black-shirt reactionaries.

I'm walking with people
who won't sit by

while their country falls
to pieces around their ears.

Some of those people
happen to be conservative,

some are liberal,
some are on the left.

Most aren't
interested in ideology

and neither, frankly, am I.

And I'm certainly not interested
in the tried-and-tested

British way of staggering along

and hoping
something will come up.

In these circumstances,
that is not a viable option.

Have a think. Your vote would
mean a great deal.

Welcome to the show.

This morning, nation waits
with baited breath.

The talk of the last 24 hours
here at Westminster has been,

what exactly will
Alexander Wentworth

reveal to us all at his
press conference later today?

I'm joined now
by the political editors

of three of our national
newspapers, no less,

to fill us in on
their take on, uh,

what has got to be one of the
most controversial periods...

- Hello?
- Nigel.

- Yes?
- I need to see you.

- Where?
- Kew Gardens.

Do you think
you can get into it?

I am in sort of a hurry here,
Malcolm.

Gina.

Was it a shock,
finding I was still alive?

They promised me
nothing would happen to you.

- I still have their word.
- They?

Morpeth? Styles?

You're part of them, aren't you?

Who are they?

Why did they
murder my parents?

- Why do they want to kill me?
- Gina, you have to believe me,

I've only ever wanted
to protect you.

Remember the first day
I brought you to my house?

You were so lost, so sad.
It was an awful time.

But it was that day my life
really began-- with you.

I can still remember the first
time you put your hand in mine.

Yes.

You made me feel safe.

You made me feel loved.

Until you sent
a killer after me.

You've known all along
why my parents were killed.

- When were you going to tell me?
- I had no part in it.

Your parents were my friends.

I had no idea they were
going to be killed.

Why?

Why were they murdered?

Malcolm, how long is this
going to take?

Don't normally take this long.

Shit.

They were asked to help
and they wouldn't cooperate.

Asked... W-What do you mean
would not cooperate?

- There are rules.
- Rules?

Yes, rules that have
to be observed.

Who asked my parents for help?

What kind of help?

Gina, you don't
want to know this.

You've seen me drive
myself insane for 20 years

trying to find out the truth.

So tell me.

Nigel, I have to know.

I have to.

Running out of time, Malcolm.

- That's his password.
- Great.

And that is his
file directory.

Your parents were still young,

but they were
a formidable legal team.

Well, you know that.

And they were approached
to do some legal work

by a man called
Teddy Cockburn.

What did Cockburn
want my parents to do?

Gina, please, listen to me.

In everybody's interests,
particularly yours,

you must stop
asking these questions.

Your parents are dead,
I'm sorry,

but you have to believe me
on this if on nothing else--

I am truly sorry.

What did Cockburn
want my parents to do?

Gina?

This is the help desk.
May I have your client ID?

- Uh...
- Client ID, please.

G-H...

19...

60-09-02.

For verification,
can I have values

1, 3, and 8 of your protocol?

I repeat, values 1, 3, and 8.

Wait a minute.

F, F, 3.

Job number, please.

71-09-CJB9.

Please hold whilst I acquire.

How can I help?

- Status.
- One moment.

The engineers are
due on-site at 15:55.

Access and egress
have been secured.

Are you set up to receive on
the device you're calling from?

Yes.

Sending now.

Thank you.

Wentworth?

No.

That's not possible.

Come on.

Yeah?

- Harry?
- Where are you?

Sloane Square.

Mark's gonna be
at the press conference.

He's going after Wentworth.

I have to stop him.

Nigel's dead. They killed him.

Listen to me, Gina.

Get out of London
as fast as you can.

You go back to Paris and go
stay with Nadine, a friend,

somewhere you can be safe.

Yeah.

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

Be careful, Harry.

Okay. I'll call, uh--
I'll call you later.

Bye, Gina.

Goodbye, Harry.

- James Morpeth is here.
- Right.

James, how are you?

Good to see you, mate.

- Feeling nervous?
- Not remotely.

Listen, they're just making me
look beautiful for the cameras,

so give us a couple of minutes,
would you?

Good idea. Yes, I'll--
I'll leave you to it.

Jason.

The girl got away again.

How was that possible?

Fountain. He intervened.
He's dead.

You need to get to the site.

Girls, Daddy's off to work now.
I'll see you tonight.

Be good.

Mr. Morpeth,
is Wentworth going to be

the next prime minister?

Do you have any
political aspirations yourself?

Is this about
the optional funds?

Mr. Wentworth!
Mr. Wentworth!

Mr. Wentworth,
what have you got on Worsley?

I think that's a question
the whole country

deserves an answer to,
and I'm very much

looking forward to giving
the answer later today.

Do you think you'll be
Prime Minister tonight?

Well, that's not
for me to decide.

Elspeth.

Our boy certainly
looks the part.

He looks exactly
what he is.

Another plausible,
ambitious P.R. man

with a trust fund
and a pretty wife.

Yes, the poor thing has
no idea what's coming.

Hmm.

Hi. Excuse me.

Um, I need to ask
a really big favour.

I've lost my press card--
um, my mistake--

but I do need to get into
the press conference.

I'll just check the list.
What's your name?

Paul Brodie.

Thanks.

I'm afraid
you're not on the list.

Sir, is there a problem?

Yeah, there is a problem.

I'm not on that list
and I need to get

into the press conference.

Well, if your name's
not on the list,

you're not coming in.

This isn't my mistake.
This is your mistake.

My name should be on that list.

If it's not on the list,
you're not coming in.

- Yeah?
- It's Harry.

Put the phone down!
I said, put the phone down!

I suggest you
get down here now!

Alright, alright!

- Gun.
- Checking.

- Get him down!
- Security breach.

We've just had a communication

from head of security
at the venue.

We're going in the back way.

Nothing to worry about.

There's growing
speculation and excitement

about what Alexander Wentworth

is going to say
when he gets here.

He's invited the world's media,

and the world's media
have turned out.

I don't know who
and I don't know why,

but I know
it's going to happen.

Get him out of here now.

Did you just hear what I said?

Russell, somebody's trying
to kill Wentworth.

- That's what this is about.
- Shut up!

- Are you in charge?
- I am.

I found him in a secure
environment with a firearm.

Do you know him?

Yeah, I know him.
Harry, sit down.

What were you
doing with the gun?

Fuck the gun. Somebody's going
to kill Wentworth!

Yeah?
Who's going to kill him?

How many times?
I don't know.

Why does this person
want to kill Wentworth?

Look, you can keep dicking
around with these questions

or you can
do something about it,

but you're gonna
have to do it quick,

because Alexander Wentworth
is gonna be dead

in less than 20 minutes.

Have you seen the amount
of security out there?

They can get to him.

Wake up, Russell.
You're a detective.

This is all connected--
the Braddick hit, Stevie Quirke.

It all leads to here!

Take him away.

Okay, okay.
I know what he looks like.

I don't know his name,
but I know what he looks like.

I can point him out to you.

Raise your arms.

Right. Who are we looking for?

He's mid-30s, medium build,
he's over 6 foot,

he's got dark hair.

If you even think
of trying anything,

I'm going to let these guys
shoot you.

Thank you.

I have your badge.

For you. There you are.
Thank you.

Wentworth's in the building.

Do you see him?

No.

One moment, please.

We're just waiting
for security clearance.

Still not nervous?

Honestly?

I feel the hand of history
on my shoulder.

Well? Do you see him?

No.

Russell.

This is a waste of time.
It's compromising security.

Here. That's him. There.
- Which one?

The striped tie
and the grey suit. There, there.

Come on, he's over there!

Let's go, sir.

Mark! Mark!

Mark.

Mark!

Who are you working for?

- Who are you working for?!
- On your feet, Venn!

Reporter #1: Sensational
revelations are still coming in

thick and fast
following the assassination

of the billionaire
industrialist James Morpeth,

shot down in front
of the world's media...

Reporter #2: It's being said
that the intended target was,

in fact, Alexander Wentworth.

And rumours
are also gaining ground

that the assassination
and ensuing chaos

will be used to justify
some kind of coup...

Reporter #3: Sources are
suggesting that the

assassination may be linked to
the death of

Sir Nigel Fountain,
who was shot dead

in Kew Gardens
earlier the same day.

So, you deny you were involved
in the Morpeth assassination?

We've been doing this
for three days.

You catch on fast, Russell.

What about the Braddick murder?

- You still deny that?
- Yes.

Why did you go to the house?

You know what?
I've got nothing more to say.

Right.
It's just you and me, Harry.

Off the record. Okay?

Okay.

This is what I think.

I think you found out
that something was going down

at the press conference.

You weren't exactly clear what,

but thought you might be
able to stop it.

- Exactly.
- And you had the gun because

someone had already
tried to kill you.

There you go,
bang on the money.

This is what else I think.

20 years ago,
your brother Mark came to you

and he asked you to do
a bit of driving for him.

You couldn't say no to Mark.
He had balls, charisma.

You looked up to him,
admired him.

I don't think you knew
there was going to be a hit.

Listen, "H," I don't blame you
for going along with him.

The one I blame is Mark.

He was your big brother.

He took advantage
of you, Harry.

I think you've been carrying
a lot of guilt

for a lot of years, and that's
too much for any man to carry.

This is a chance
to get it off your chest,

a chance to start again.

Eh?

That's very good.

Tell me, did they
make you re-train in

interrogation techniques
because they wouldn't let you

beat up prisoners any more?

'Cause I'm impressed, you know?

Just goes to show,
you can teach an old dog.

But just so
as we're clear, Fenton--

Do you mind
if I call you Fenton?

Mark never asked me to drive.

And I wasn't
at the Braddick house.

You think you've got a case?
Fine, charge me.

Harold George Venn,

I hereby charge you
with conspiracy to murder

Geoffrey Philip Braddick
on April 8, 1989.

Clothes. Your solicitor's here.

Gina?

I always said I'd get in trouble
just to have you as my lawyer.

I have to warn you--
the coffee's terrible.

I've drunk worse.

You're a brave man.

Really.

I got you a newspaper.

There's a government, at last.

So...

they were going to use
Wentworth's assassination

as an excuse for a coup.

That's the most
popular theory, yes.

Why did Mark kill Morpeth
and not Wentworth?

Harry,
Morpeth wanted you dead.

Mark wasn't going
to let that happen.

He's your brother.

We're not going to make
a bail application today.

We don't have
the package in place.

You'll be remanded in custody.
Sorry.

Don't worry about me.
What about you?

I'm fine.

Did you get what you
needed from Nigel?

I got some answers.

Well, I wasn't thinking that.

I know how much he meant to you.

He knew everything. He lied.

But he was trying to protect me.

Do you have anyone?

I mean...

do you have anyone to go to?

Let's face the music.

Sir, I appear for Mr. Venn.

He will be
vigourously contesting

the charges against him.

Mr. Venn is remanded in custody

until the 28th of this month.

Go up the courtyard and wait.

What's going on?

Oi!

What's going on?!

Hello?!

Oi!

Oi! What's going on?

Hello, Harry.

What are you doing here?

You think I'm going to sit there
and watch them bang you up?

- What's a big brother for, eh?
- A lot of good it's done me.

Saved your arse once or twice.

- You got me into this.
- That's right.

And now I'm getting you out.

And that's supposed to
make it all right between us?

Is it?

- I don't have all day.
- No, of course you don't.

You've waited 20 years,
but you don't have another day.

We need to go.

I need a "yes" or a "no" from
you, Harry, and I need it quick.

Do you want me
to get you out of here?

No.

I've got myself a good lawyer.