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Sergeant David Budd, Metropolitan Police.

British Transport Police have

put out an alert on a possible

suicide bomber attempting to board

a London-bound service.

Don't do that! Please, don't do that! Just stay still.

Get down on the ground!

Put your hands on your head and get down! GET DOWN!

Nadia, stay right there. Don't

move. Please, don't move, Nadia!

- Step out of the toilet! - No!

OK.

Great job, David, credit to the Branch.

I'm assigning you to a Cabinet Minister.

Very good, ma'am.

Home Secretary,

just how anxious should we be about this terrorist threat?

Only those intent on acts of violence have anything to fear.

The Counter-Terrorism and Security Act 2015

simply does not go far enough.

You're making a move for the leadership.

That interview you did on telly.

Did you mean what you said?

The thing is, David-slash-Dave,

I don't need you to vote for me, only to protect me.

I can't see any justification for believing the Taliban

would govern Afghanistan in peace and

harmony, or Isis would ever form a state

with which the world could have diplomatic relations.

That doesn't require apologising for the past.

...doesn't require apologising for the past.

You need help, Dave.

Love, I'm sorry, but we can work through this.

I've met someone.

Shit!

Put "PTSD" on your job application,

who's going to hire you?

You said it out in Helmand.

If you ever found yourself right

beside one of those bastards

that sent us out there, you'd just

close your eyes and pull the trigger.

Like a prince and a princess getting a lift in?

Everyone else is already in,

so in you go, quickly, all right?

Right. Come on now, Charlie. We had

all that messing about at home.

Let's not make it worse, please.

He says they call him names. He hates it.

What have I told you about crying?

Never show weakness.

They'll only hurt you more. Right, big man, in you go.

Charlie! In we go, please.

Good boy.

Sorry, ma'am.

Sorry, ma'am, I need to keep it on for work.

I think you'd better answer that

before it drives us all up the wall.

Apologies, ma'am.

Hi. Look, I'm...

'What were you thinking this morning?

'I just got called in by his teacher. He's really upset.'

I'm at work. I'll call you back.

- 'Please, don't hang up on me, please!'

- I can't talk right now.

'The special school. They haven't got a place for Charlie.

'He's got to stay at Heath Bank.'

Shit. Look, I'm working, but we'll find the person to talk to.

We'll find the right school.

'They've said it'll be at least a year.'

I'm really sorry, love.

Apologies again, ma'am.

7-9, Lavender entering the building.

'Received.'

- Morning, Sergeant. - Morning, sir.

Someone screwed up the time? I thought this conference was at ten.

No, it's still on.

Some kind of private meeting.

We've acquired intelligence

on a possible terrorist attack on a London school.

My God.

The cell's comms are encrypted

but metadata suggests a pattern of reconnoitring schools.

Feed these through to the police when they arrive.

Ordinarily I would,

but one of the schools threw up a link to a serving police officer.

His kids attend. David Budd.

It may be a coincidence.

Yes, it may, or a terrorist cell's obtained confidential

information on the officer who foiled the 1st of October attack

and this is their plan for revenge.

In my experience, information leakage

occurs for one of two reasons,

either police officers fail to

communicate securely, or an officer

susceptible to bribery or blackmail

is responsible for the disclosure.

If there's a police leak,

we should keep this to ourselves.

Thank you.

And taking specific steps to

protect the school in question may

redirect the terrorists towards

a different course of action,

action we're unprepared for.

We'll tighten security around the

schools and hold back the reason why.

- Mike. - Anne.

- Tahir, how are you settling in? - Great.

Thanks again for bringing me into the team.

The press have been editorialising on RIPA-18.

Maybe Tahir could set up an

interview defending the policy.

Couldn't you argue that defending would only serve

- to validate the criticism? - I agree.

Since when did we start doing

the Opposition's job for them?

We'd be an improvement.

We all know everyone.

Mike Travis, Minister of State for Counter-Terrorism.

Stephen Hunter-Dunn, Director-General

of the Security Service,

and Anne Sampson, Commander of MPS

Counter-Terrorism Branch.

So perhaps we could start with an update on 1/10.

The bomber herself claims to have

been coerced by the husband

and she remains too intimidated to reveal much.

And who are their accomplices? Where did they get the bomb?

- What are their targets? - Inquiries are ongoing.

Clock's ticking.

Maybe my officers would have more success.

Come off it, Stephen.

We're happy to receive relevant intelligence,

but it's our investigation.

Look, look. I think we might need to take a step back?

Police jurisdiction's clear.

Mike's right. Let's move on.

- 'Hi.' - Hey, sorry about earlier.

Just calling to catch the kids.

'Right. Nothing about school, OK? Try not to upset Charlie.'

Sure, sure.

'Ella, Charlie! Daddy's on the phone.

'Quick one, mind. It's well late.'

Yeah, sorry, that's my fault.

'Come on, you two. Say quick night-night to daddy.'

'Night-night.'

Night, sweetheart. Love you.

'Go on, Charlie.'

- 'Night, Daddy.' - Night, big man. Love you.

'All right, you two. Off to bed now, OK?

'I'm sorry, I want to get them both down for the night.'

I could come over tomorrow and we could go and see the head.

'What's the point, Dave? We've tried that.

'Unless you've got a magic wand?'

I'm sorry.

Night-night.

'Officers from the Metropolitan

Police Counter-Terrorism Command,

'SO15, have been working round the clock

pursuing links to the 1st of October rail attackers.'

'The 1/10 device was extremely sophisticated

and the Metropolitan Police

'have expressed fears other devices

may have been constructed.'

'..whilst the UK threat level,

set by the Joint Terrorism Analysis Centre...'

'So far, no further arrests have

been made and accomplices to

'the 1st of October bombers may still be at large.'

Ma'am.

- This way, ma'am. - Thanks.

Ma'am, thanks for coming down.

What's going on?

Multiple subject activity on WhatsApp.

The metadata fits with a cell on our watchlist.

Everything else is end-to-end encrypted.

- Location? - South London.

We've got lumps on their cars.

I'm assuming we'll share this with the Security Service.

May be worth getting their take on it, you know.

No. Not just yet.

- We got MASTS in situ? - Yes, ma'am.

They've reported to the TFC.

Subjects on the move. One team visual.

Right.

They're taking no chances. Driving like my gran!

Alpha 2-3. Brixton Road, northbound speed 2-5.

Continuing north.

En route towards high-value targets

in the Lambeth/Waterloo areas.

OK, let's mobilise SCO19 to holding locations

for Waterloo Station/Southbank targets.

- Copy that. - Sir.

Order from SFC,

Trojan to SE1 hold locations.

Stewart's Road, northbound.

West on Ascalon Street.

Back up.

That's good.

Received. MAST unit stationary,

standing by for further activity

from subject vehicle inside an industrial unit.

What you doing?

It's them. Shit. Go. Stand by.

Subjects are now driving a white LGV. Repeat, subjects are now

driving a white LGV.

Subjects are now en route in an LGV.

DAF 7.5-tonner,

Foxtrot, Echo, zero, eight, Uniform, Yankee, Oscar.

Now they're in an untracked

vehicle, possible VBIED.

We can't lose them.

Alert all ARVs in the area to assist.

If MASTS can't achieve a natural stop,

I'm authorising enforced stop.

Order from SFC, all ARVs

in the vicinity of Alpha two three, north of Brixton.

Hold back, hold back.

Subject vehicle's diverted towards Camberwell.

Camberwell? Shit!

Nearest ARVs are en route, ma'am,

but the MAST vehicle's still closest.

TFC's re-spinning the wheel.

Christ, they're onto us.

Carlisle Street. Speed 35.

Authorise MASTS and ARVs to carry out enforced stop with

critical shot authorised, if required.

SFC to TFC, MASTS and ARVs authorised for enforced stop,

then critical shot.

Received.

Go, go, go, go!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Shit.

Move it! Move it! Move it, quickly!

Now. You go in.

Now. Now. Quick as you can.

Quick as you can.

Hurry up, hurry up. Come on.

It's all right. It's all right. It's all right.

Uniform, Oscar, zero, six. Shots fired, shots fired.

Subject vehicle stopped. Vehicle stopped.

OFC confirms from MASTS and ARV

subject vehicle under control.

Shots fired.

Armed Police.

Everyone OK?

We're OK, we're OK.

I don't see an IED trigger.

Anyone see an IED trigger?

Stay there!

Two subjects and three officers confirmed dead at the scene.

Five officers injured, two severely.

- That's right, isn't it, Amit? - Yes.

My God.

Beyond that, the full facts are still emerging.

No organisation's claimed responsibility.

7-9, go back-to-back on two.

7-9 on two.

Skipper, it's just come up on the Box,

an IED took out a MASTS team and an ARV in Camberwell.

Jesus.

Three officers down, more in intensive care.

No idea of the target yet?

No, the incident occurred near a school in

South London, Heath Bank Primary School.

Shit.

You know the school?

No.

Fortunately, no casualties amongst the pupils or staff.

I need to get moving, the PM's chairing COBRA in half-an-hour

and JTAC have already moved the Threat Level to Severe.

OK. Well, I'll pull everything together from the Security Services

and SO15 as it comes in.

7-9 Lavender on the move.

Received, 7-9.

Have you heard yet?

Over the radio, ma'am.

Deepest sympathies to those officers' families.

Strictest confidence, but you've got a right to know,

it happened near your children's school.

What?

None of the pupils were hurt,

but you should call your wife and kids.

Thank you very much, ma'am.

David...

...till we know more, we've moved your family to a safe house.

I'm afraid the budget doesn't stretch to two.

Thank you, ma'am, I'm glad we're all under one roof.

I've already spoke to them,

- everyone's fine. - Good.

But you understand the question it raises?

I don't get how they could know which officer was responsible

for the 1st of October unless there's been some kind of leak.

We don't know. We're investigating.

Meanwhile, we have to take the view if there's any risk,

any risk at all of you being a target,

it puts not only you and your family in jeopardy but also your

colleagues, maybe even the principal and her staff.

I'm sorry, David,

but you're restricted to desk duty, pending reassignment.

Come on, ma'am, I'm not the one who's fucked up here.

The leak, they're the ones that should get punished.

This isn't a punishment, David.

Ma'am.

No worries. In you come, Sarge.

Thanks for coming over.

I'm just glad you're all all right.

The whole thing's terrifying.

Kids, your dad's here.

- Daddy! - Hey, you two. Hey.

You all right?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- There was a big bang. - Yeah.

My ears hurt.

Are you all right now?

Mum and Dad are just going to have a chat next door, OK?

OK.

They've evacuated the school.

Everyone is terrified.

One of the coppers said it could be

that this is all about the train attack.

Problem is, there's too many out there with a big mouth.

You've lost some colleagues today, I get that.

Dave, it could have been your own children.

I know.

If you're going to be like this, maybe you should just go.

Not if the three of you are in danger. No.

What, do you think they'll try again?

Well, I don't know, do I?

- How's it going, Skipper? - Aye, brilliant.

It's great fun organising duty rotas.

- Maybe I could make you a cuppa? - Kim, shake a leg.

Sorry, Skip.

I'll catch you later.

Sorry, Sarge.

Do you know any of them?

- ..the number of dead to five. - Not really.

Poor bastards.

The Home Secretary Julia Montague had this...

Had enough of them over the years. Too many.

The Government will do all in our power to bring the perpetrator...

Sanctimonious bitch.

And I call upon my parliamentary colleagues to pass my

strengthened Regulation of Investigatory Powers Bill...

She's doing exactly what they all do,

exploit the situation to get more power for themselves.

She said shit like that during the war.

Just a snivelling little MP back then,

trying to join in the big boys' game.

Sign a piece of paper, 100 blokes get killed.

But who suffers? Her kind couldn't give a shit.

I can't believe you protect them.

Did.

What's that, mate?

I'm a "security risk".

They've put Vic and the kids in a safe house.

Shit.

See, I can live with being in the line of fire,

I've made a career out of it,

but my family... they were always...

...home, safe.

That's the way it works.

Even in civvy street, it's the same thing.

They're in it for themselves,

they couldn't give a shit about a

bloke like you that takes the risks.

You're the mug that suffers the consequences.

How do you reckon she'd feel,

if she got a taste?

Taste of what?

Suffering the consequences.

We were able to recover remnants of the device.

It was operated by a timer, which we assume the bombers activated

when they made their final charge towards the school.

The explosive employed was Triacetone triperoxide,

the composition of which proved a match to the one employed on

the 1st of October.

Both devices were extremely powerful,

with sophisticated mechanisms.

And the reason for targeting the school,

has that become any clearer yet?

It's possible someone who witnessed the 1st of October rail attack,

a civilian member of staff, maybe, a member of the public,

we don't know, has links to the terrorists.

Right.

Much more likely, the leak was internal.

There's no evidence for that.

Either you've got a security breach in your own ranks or your

officers failed to detect another accomplice involved in 1/10.

Added to which, your surveillance operation failed to detect

the subjects had hired a light goods vehicle.

If there are any learnings to be made from this incident...

Please don't say "learnings".

Now, since you haven't announced any new leads,

I'm assuming you haven't got any?

We're still putting together a picture of events

surrounding the attack.

And, if you succeed, will you share that information?

Yes, of course, Home Secretary. Why...?

When it became clear the subjects were gathering to carry out

an operation, did the police share

that information with the Security Service?

With respect, I don't see how that would have altered the outcome...

I'm starting to lose confidence in the police's ability to make

rapid enough progress, so I'd like to take up Stephen's proposal

for the Security Service to assume

a role in interviewing the 1/10 bombers.

- What? - Thank you.

Home Secretary, you are setting a dangerous precedent.

We agreed, I think, this can only be a police matter.

We all welcome intelligence guidance from the Security Service.

Exactly. Thank you.

My officers and I are determined to succeed in neutralising...

No, the one officer who actually successfully averted a threat,

he's the one you people want to remove from my protection team?

It sends completely the wrong message.

Um... that isn't my department.

No, your department is counter-terrorism,

the most expensive area of policing,

and it's failing.

Home Secretary, I don't understand why you're saying this now.

I think we're done here.

Fuck you, Stephen.

It's all right.

That all got a bit heated in there.

I hope I'm not speaking out of turn, Julia. The security guidance

regarding PS Budd's removal is completely justified.

I'm a target, regardless.

Anne Sampson's right, you know.

I'm hoping you're not serious about giving more responsibility to

the Security Service. They're less transparent, less accountable.

It sets a dangerous precedent.

The real danger's to our national security.

Yes, Mum.

Yes, I know, but they're fine. I promise you.

Hang on. Give me two seconds.

Kids, I'm not going to ask you again!

Breakfast's ready, come down.

Mum, I'm going to give you a call back, all right? OK.

Post from your home address.

Don't worry, it all gets X-rayed.

Thanks.

Dave?

Dave?

- Yeah? - Look!

Charlie, come downstairs.

Look at this.

Charlie, it's good news. Come down.

They've said he can start after half-term. Isn't that brilliant?

Someone's pulled strings.

How would they know about Charlie?

I'm not sure.

It doesn't matter. It's brilliant.

Charlie. So, you know that nice school that's going to help

you with your reading, yeah? Well,

they've said you can go there.

- Really? - Isn't that great? Yeah?

Come on. Shall we tell your sister?

- Yeah? - Ella.

David.

Your line manager doesn't appreciate your attitude to

administrative duties.

They are not my strong suit.

Just as well you're being restored to active duty

at the Home Office, then.

Thank you, ma'am.

Not me.

Seems like you've made friends in high places.

That's it. Piss off.

Ma'am.

Yes, it's terrible.

Hi. Look, Julia's expecting you. I'll take you right through.

Cheers, Mike.

Simpler if it's just Stephen and I.

You don't mind, do you, Mike?

No. OK. carry on.

Home Secretary, how are you today?

Better than the bastards trying to blow us to kingdom come.

I've put a first-rate team on the 1/10 bombers.

We're confident we'll identify...

Take a seat, Stephen.

I knew I could count on you.

Just holding up my end of the bargain.

There isn't a listening device in this office, is there?

You tell me.

Given the sensitivity of the material,

we've got to be meticulous in our corroboration of the facts.

It's good to have you back, PS Budd.

Thank you, ma'am.

Cheers, Kim.

See you over there, Skip.

Sierra Zulu 7-9, Lavender on the move.

I hope this is OK.

Good choice.

Haven't been here in ages.

You've just been under so much stress lately.

Don't worry, we'll order some wine as

soon as Indira and Sanjeev arrive.

It's not like them to be late.

You couldn't text them,

make sure they haven't gone to the wrong place?

I was...

...worried you'd cancel.

They're not coming?

Sorry.

It's OK.

- Would you care to see the menu? - No, thank you.

Probably best if we all reschedule.

I'm sorry, I should have told you,

but let's have some nice food, a couple of drinks, on me.

This feels weird.

Change of plan, Lavender on the move.

Have you home in no time, ma'am.

Great.

I've just remembered I've got nothing in.

Do you mind if we stop on the way home, David?

Certainly.

This is very generous of you, ma'am.

I'm just pleased you didn't veto

the idea for security reasons.

You're pleased my night out was an unmitigated disaster?

No.

It's just, there's risk with being seen out in public.

Well, it's easy to say when you're a smug married.

Sorry, have I put my foot in it?

I'm separated.

I hope I didn't cause offence.

I must have misunderstood.

The phone call with my wife?

I've made the mistake of judging by my own standards.

By the end of my marriage, we were

incapable of speaking to each

other with anything other than utter contempt.

Don't worry, we have our moments.

I just try to put the kids first.

And how are they faring?

We had some good news about my son's schooling.

I'm glad.

If you were involved, ma'am, my family's very grateful.

I went into politics to help people.

Well...

...you don't want to keep the backup vehicle waiting

and I've got work to do, so...

Yes, of course, I'll just clean this up, ma'am.

Unless you fancy a cuppa.

I should make it.

Kettles, ma'am, they can be quite

the danger in untrained hands.

Planning to move in, Home Secretary?

Lavender and Indigo inbound.

Are we facing a state of emergency, Home Secretary?

Is this your new address, Home Secretary?

Are you moving in?

- Want a heads-up? - Nope.

PM's pissed off.

Thinks you're hogging the limelight.

Naturally, I've disabused him of

the idea that you're rogue enough

to attempt a leadership challenge.

Everyone's ready, Prime Minister.

Thanks, Roger.

- Morning, everyone. - Morning.

Morning, Prime Minister.

Did anyone see the Arsenal game last night?

I hope the family's coping with the move.

It must be very disruptive.

They're all a bit anxious.

I can't deny it, ma'am.

Sorry to hear that.

I hope you don't mind me asking, ma'am...

Yes?

...how did you know the name of my kids' school?

It must have appeared in the immediate incident report.

Sorry, ma'am, I don't mean to argue.

The attack occurred only a few minutes before.

It seems a bit early for the connection to be made.

It must have been in relation to your son,

from asking a colleague in the Department for Education

to organise his transfer to a specialist school.

David, let's talk...

Down, down!

Go, go!

Ma'am! Stay down.

The bullets can pierce the windows

but they can't get through the armoured metal.

Control, Sierra Zulu 7-9, Status Zero, Thornton Circus. Control,

Sierra Zulu 7-9, Status Zero, Thornton Circus. Lavender is TA.

Repeat, Lavender is TA.

Sierra Zulu 7-9, Control, received.

All call signs proceed to Thornton Circus urgently,

4-7, 7-9, back-to-back on two.

Received, 7-9.

We've lost Terry. We're sitting tight, waiting for backup.

Suggest you do the same.

Wilco.

It's OK, ma'am. It's OK.

The bullets can't get through the armour plating.

It's OK. It's OK.

Control, 7-9 Sierra Zulu with a sit rep.

Go ahead, 7-9.

We need armed support and air ops

to the scene as operational priority.

TFC's deploying to the scene.

Area being cordoned off and unarmed held back.

ARVs en route, ETA two minutes.

Control, 7-9, received. Two minutes, ma'am.

We sit tight. You're going to be fine.

You're doing really well, ma'am.

You're doing great.

It's OK.

It's OK, ma'am.

It's OK. It's OK.

It's OK. It's OK.

It's all right. It's OK.

Stay right down, ma'am.

Control, sit rep, Sierra Zulu 7-9.

Go ahead, 7-9.

Shooter is located on roof of Pascoe House,

1,000 feet south of Thornton Circus.

- Single shooter only. - Received, 7-9.

Where are those ARVs?

Area lockdown ongoing.

ETA two minutes.

You already said two minutes!

Ma'am, I need to get you to safety.

Ma'am, this is what I do. Trust me.

4-7, 7-9, back-to-back on two.

Go ahead, 7-9.

We're sitting ducks here. Lavender on the move.

- Shit, what? - Follow, close formation.

Here we go, ma'am.

Stay right down, ma'am.

The roof armour will protect us, ma'am.

You're doing great, ma'am.

Soon, he won't have a line of sight.

We're safe now, ma'am. Hold tight.

Don't move, ma'am.

You'll be fine.

No! Don't...

- Take care of the P. - Sarge.

Armed police! Get down!

Stay down! Remain calm.

I need access to the roof.

Stay down! Remain calm.

Officers will be arriving.

This way.

I need the roof.

Though there, and up.

It's over, mate.

It's over.

For me.

Not for you.

You've got to finish the job.

I'm fucked.

Don't.

Someone's got to stop her. Get it done.

Don't!

Area confirmed secure.

Lavender safe to travel.

Escorting her out of the building now.

I'm very sorry about Terry, ma'am.

The attack on the Home Secretary began with shots fired

from the roof of Pascoe House,

an office building undergoing refurbishment.

Numerous rounds struck the Home Secretary's vehicle,

claiming the life of her driver,

who's been named as Terence Foyer.

The Home Secretary, Julia Montague, was unhurt

in the attack and is currently in a secure location

receiving round-the-clock police protection.

As a result of the assassination

attempt against Home Secretary

Julia Montague, the UK Threat Level

has been raised to Critical.

The Metropolitan Police Commissioner

says the recent terror events

pose an unprecedented threat to national security.

PS Budd.

Service entrance just round to the right, Sarge.

No complaints about the surroundings, but...

...it's unsettling not to be allowed back into your own home.

Following an attempt on your life, ma'am,

all protection measures have been ramped up.

And do you think I'm still in danger?

It'll turn out to be a nut-job acting alone.

SO15 don't know anything about the gunman?

I can't imagine they're telling me

more than they're telling you, ma'am.

I've got a meeting in the morning with Stephen Hunter-Dunn.

Maybe the Security Service can shed more light.

Why were the police held back from entering the square?

It wasn't safe for unarmed officers to go in.

No, I don't mean them, the ARVs.

We were under attack, you, me, members of the public.

- Terry was blown apart. - Ma'am, are all right?

Who would give that order?

To hold resources back and leave us in the line of fire?

I can't imagine that's what was going on.

Just answer the question, please, David.

That would be an executive officer at SO15.

Anne Sampson.

I can't imagine for a moment

the ARVs were being held back without good reason.

First priority's preservation of life.

I was being shot at!

That would suit her, wouldn't it, me being smashed to pieces?

Ma'am, why don't you sit down and let me take care of this?

I'm not the Queen.

You're allowed to touch me.

Home Secretary, is there a concern you're still a target?

For security reasons, I'm afraid

I can't disclose any specifics.

Any comment on the assassination attempt?

Only that I'm extremely grateful for the swift and courageous

actions of the Security Services,

and I'm deeply thankful there weren't more casualties.

How are you feeling, Home Secretary?

I'm feeling ready to return to my mission of fighting the

enemies of democracy and I'm

undaunted in my determination

to pass the RIPA-18 legislation needed to get that job done.

Not stage-managed... at all.

Who's she trying to kid?

Yeah, Number Ten.

Yeah, Mike Travis.

Could you put me through to Anne Sampson's office at

New Scotland Yard?

Thanks.

David, come in.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

As you can imagine, it's pretty hectic round here.

Any progress, ma'am?

Not yet.

The shooter signed into Pascoe House

as a tradesman using a false name.

He was carrying no ID or devices.

Fingerprints haven't thrown up a database match either.

We'll find out, and his accomplices if there are any.

I'm not here. Eyes front.

You've distinguished yourself again, David.

I intend to put you forward for a commendation.

There's even talk of a medal.

Thank you very much, ma'am.

Obviously, Thornton Circus will

have to be looked into by the IOPC,

as the gunman died at the scene,

but all the witnesses say you acted with complete professionalism.

There's 101 places I need to be.

Sorry, ma'am.

Stephen Hunter-Dunn,

the director general of the Security Service.

The Home Secretary's met with him

how many times in recent weeks?

I've not been counting, ma'am.

They're having almost daily conferences

and keeping me out of the loop? Why?

No idea, ma'am.

She's overruled our security advice.

She's taking the 1st of October attack off us.

Unjustified, unprecedented.

This is a very, very dangerous politician.

Someone who must be stopped.

But a politician who happens to

regard you as her blue-eyed boy.

There's an upside to the Home

Secretary having you reinstated.

You know everyone she meets, when, where, how long.

We've arranged to keep her at The

Blackwood, with an adjoining room.

My surveillance team will issue you

with the necessary equipment

to monitor her meetings.

Is that lawful, ma'am?

I've got my duties as a PPO. I'd rather stick to those, ma'am.

She's got you wrapped round her finger.

I see this all the time, David.

The minister ingratiates himself with the PPO.

A favour here, pulling strings there.

You think it's out of the goodness of their heart?

It's so you'll keep their secrets, no matter what.

Our investigation is well under way

into the bombing that took place

right next to your kids' school.

We heard the Security Service had advance knowledge schools

were targets. And who do they run to with their intelligence?

One of her team told me, in strictest confidence, as soon

as the school was mentioned, she

recognised the name straightaway.

There's only one plausible explanation.

She'd been given prior intelligence it was a target.

All your precious Home Secretary

had to do was say the word and

your kids would have been out of harm's way.

But she sat back and let it happen.

Ma'am.

Ma'am.

I'll be in the adjoining room.

- Have a good evening, ma'am. - Yeah.

You too.

My job, your job.

It just complicates everything.

Nothing complicates my job.

It's to protect you.

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