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Okay.

Your turn now.

Check wind direction.

Look through your visor.

And when you're ready ...

Dad, leave me.

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London, United Kingdom.

You're late. - Yes, sorry.

You should have called. - I have apologized.

Did you have a good time? - Yes. It was great.

Hopefully not a weekend with video games and junk food.

We've just been around.

Are you trying to reassure me? It does not.

Lay off.

He's not so bad ...

Not today.

Bye dad. I love you. - Love you too.

Take care of your mother.

- She's grown. - They do.

How is... what's his name?

Nigel.

It's Neil, as you know. He is ok. - Is he serious?

That's not really your business, is it? -Just trying to get a conversation started.

You never did when we were married.

Goodbye, Sam.

Alicante, Spain 24 hours later.

Okay, folks. Let's get started.

Say when you have contact with the target. I want you to shadow him.

The call can come at any moment. And when it does, we have to be ready.

The goal in sight. Turning east.

Wait.

Wait.

Move out.

He took the phone out, Maria. Start tracking it.

I want to know what he says and who he talks to.

Say something!

The number is not known. - So find it quickly.

We do not get a clear signal. Follow him close to the microphone.

But hold your distance.

Tell me what he says.

Give me something!

I think he said a plan ... - You think?

Tell him to go closer. - Any closer and we go piggybagging!

The target is fleeing.

Damn! Charlie 3 Say you have an eye on him.

Confirmed. He is on the way north through the market.

Shoot.

What? - I repeat. Charlie three, shoot.

Damn!

For God's sake, is there anybody there?

Tell me we've got the bastard.

Vauxhall Cross MI6. 48 hours later.

What a mess.

The information came from one reliable source in Spain.

We have no reason to ... - Young man.

Fernando Lopez. He was only 23 years.

He and his girlfriend -

Were planning their wedding.

He was booking the church.

Chosen some Hymnes. - It was ..

an accident. A mishap.

Good God, man. The media is all over it!

I cannot just sweep it under the carpet.

I don't expect you to.

What do you expect? - How about a little thing called loyalty.

Sounds old-fashioned, but once it ment something here.

There was a time I could trust, someone covered my back.

Nowadays everybody covers themselves.

Remember who you're talking to. - Come on, Monty, not that crap.

Excuse me? -You.

Hiding behind thick walls while we are out there, defending the gates.

I know this time we made a mistake.

But what about all the times we do well?

What about them?

Even the Spaniards want your head. -And you are eager to deliver it ..

on a silver platter. - You gave the order.

You were behind the shot. - It had to be that way.

I know.

Attack source you said.

Prevent the dominoes from falling over, you said. And here we are.

I'm sorry, Bill.

There will be a full investigation. You and your team are suspended.

With immediate effect. -Let me tell you something.

Now listen.

I could use a game of polishing.

You're pretty good at polishing your halo.

6 months later.

How about I make one of my famous Spanish omelets?

Sam?

Sam. Would you like an omelet?

No, I am fine.

Hello, sleepy head.

How are you this morning? -I'm fine.

You can call me a racist, or a hater,

because you have the right to do so.

But I represent the honest people of all races and religion

in this country who are ashamed of the past.

Did you have fun last night?

Did you? -Yes, it was nice.

They refuse to participate.. -Are you okay?

I'm fine. Why? -You seem different.

Me, a hater? I want ...

Sam! -I'm watching the news.

We will integrate people and want them get a better life ...

Let's have lunch. My treat. -A 700 years old book ..

That has been misinterpreted and messing people into an incomprehensible power struggle.

We are a multicultural nation.

Every religion ... -What is this?

Which we take as ours ... -Is it not yours?

I'm so stupid.

You can call me an extremist. I am extremely against extremism.

I represent people who want to be safe and not threatened by -

- Minority groups that are hiding behind the word racism.

The government must secure the border better.

But they can not because the majority of those who protect our borders -

are recruited from those populations, we want a discussion with.

Many of our hardworking border guards -

are infiltrated by the people we are trying to keep out.

You know what Americans call our capital city, London?

What the US security services call London?

Londonistan. We are an embarrassment to the country.

Because the government has ignored every word we say.

It must be stopped. It is a problem to be solved.

Not by force but through debate ...

Sam Blake? Sam Joseph Blake?

Yes. -I already feel that I know you.

Who is this?

Call me Jericho.

Whatever you want, I'm not interested.

I think that you will be. -No thanks.

I would ...

Do I have your attention now?

Who the hell is this?

You are an articulate man, you don't need such ugly language.

Now you listen. -No, you listen to me.

I will tell you about the nature of terror.

It is a primitive instinct. When it strikes, it's serious.

It will be an independent entity. It is palpable.

It is all-consuming.

One can feel the terror, smell it and taste it.

It is greedy and waxes. It involves uncertainty.

Can anybody help?

Stop now. Whatever it is that you want to emphasize -

You have made your point. -No, not now, but I will later.

People out there are living in the delusion

that they have a lottery ticket. Their pursuit for fame lures them to a

foreign famous reality show, thinking everything will be allright.

It's up to the government to make everything allright.

You and me Sam, we are different kind of monsters.

We have looked behind the curtain.

We have stared into the abyss. We know that the nodule is malignant.

You bastard!

What did I say about foul language, Sam? Do not challenge me.

No more shooting, okay?

I want a compensation from you.

I'm listening. -I know, Sam.

I know what you are.

If for a moment we forget that you are employed by the government ,

You are exactly like me.

Listen up.

You hold all the trumps.

You're in control. Whatever you want me to do,

I'll do it. It will be allright.

Here we have it.

I wondered when the training would take over.

Build a relationship. Ignore differences. Achieve confidence.

Okay, I 'll play along.

But this is not a negotiation. You can not manipulate me.

You're not smarter than me. Remember that.

And what do you want?

You must kill for me.

Six people.

One per hour.

Every hour.

Six hours, six murders.

I have left you a car outside.

You can find the key in the blue trash can at the main entrance.

The clock is ticking, Sam. It's time to go.

Put the watch on. All times are London time.

If you miss a deadline, people will die.

If you call the police, people will die.

Any deviation and delay, people will die.

Do you understand?

I asked you a question, Sam?

Yes I understand. -I hope so.

I really do.

No no no!

Wanker! -She was a little wildcat.

She really put up a fight.

Kids nowadays.

Six targets, six hours. Understood?

I get it! I get it!

Target nr. 1, Malden Road, E96EP.

That feels good, Lexi.

Really good.

Right there.

You're completely knotted up.

It has been a few stressful months.

And some enervating hours.

You're really good, you know?

You're not so bad yourself.

For an old man, you mean?

You're not so old.

It is not the years, babe.

But the milage.

Why don't you come in and soap me up?

Russell, you are insatiably.

Complaining, are you? -Me? Never.

Come on.

What did you say?

I said, get your sexy ass out here.

What are you doing?

Yoga.

Yoga? I'm not paying you for that.

You are some flexible young girl.

Hey, Lexi. -I've got it. All of it.

Good girl. I had faith in you.

Now you will let him go?

All things in due time, Lexi.

First, you must send the files. They are encrypted. Do not open them.

Be sweet and let me talk to him.

The files, Lexi.

Send the files to me.

What now? -There's a silver colored car on the street.

Do you see it? -Yes, I see it.

Take a deep breath and get a grip on yourself. You must take a little walk.

When you reach the car, fold up and tighten your shoelaces.

Who's car is it? -Not your concern.

Tell me who it is. -Again, not your concern.

Put the device fixed under the vehicle.

Go to a safe distance. In the backpack you will find the trigger.

Good boy.

Eight victims with a single shot to the head.

Must be a hunting rifle.

With this precision, it must be a professional.

I want the whole area sealed off. No one goes in, no one goes out.

I want a testimony from all of them. All of them.

What is it?

There has been an explosion. Probably a car bomb.

Australia.

Part of the realm.

It was our colonial prison in the past.

Something a bit different now, right? -Yes.

Now, if you want to go "down under", you need to know a trade,

or have money. Something to offer.

And there is nothing wrong with that.

Australians, they have thought of their economy.

They have thought of the future. Australians are smart.

Yes, and meanwhile this country is going down the drain.

Filled with parasites, criminals and terrorists.

Fucking scum, the lot of them.

This is exactly the attitude we don't want people to know.

Bullocks.

I'm not saying that I do not agree.

I feel the same way.

But we need to show the British public that we are

not a bunch of ignorant racists.

We know how it feels to walk down the street,

beeing in the minority.

Surrounded by cultures we don't understand.

And that will not be integrated.

We know how it is, not daring to take the bus. Imagine they blew it up.

We are not the enemy.

We stand at he brink of something big.

But we need every patriotic men in this country -

to stand behind us.

The first thing we have to deal with -

is perception.

Yes? -I am very pleased, Lexi.

You're letting him go? -There is just one more thing you must do.

I've done everything you asked for. Everything.

You have spent a night with a billionaire and sent only one email.

Not quite a stretch, right? -Please.

Just do as you're told, then it will be fine. Trust me.

The victims name is Andrew Harris.

38 years old, lives in the apartment right over there.

We did not get anything out of his girlfriend. She was too upset.

There are no surveillance cameras.

Check whether there are others who saw something.

First the shootings and now this. I wonder what is going on?

I do not know.

But I think there will be more.

Explosive devices have always been the most powerful weapon in terror.

Even the simplest devices can have the greatest efficiency.

I am very aware of your expertise in this area -

- And it would be foolish not to take advantage of this.

Down on the ground! Both! Lie down! Do not look at me!

Get your head down!

Stay down!

And?

He is dead. -Excellent, Sam.

Two down, two to go. -No, that's enough.

It is over. I'm done. -Why do you say such a thing?

There were witnesses.

They were just there when I pulled the trigger.

They saw the gun, saw the car.

They saw me. -And you let them live?

Yes, I let them live.

It must be very confusing for you. But a smart guy like you will find a way out.

No, I'm done. It's over.

Let Joss go and we leave it at this, okay?

Have you seen the effect of a nitrogen bomb or a chemical explosion?

You know what happens if you miss the deadline.

I thougt I was very clear on that.

Can you live with such tragedies, Sam?

I have sent details of the next target, get it done now -

Then you are already halfway there.

Can you describe the car?

A black SUV.

Registration VI63-ZPZ.

Get me a full ballistic analysis.

The parking garage needs to be cleared.

If anyone complains, send them my way.

I leave you to cop Hayes.

Thank you. -We will soon be finished.

Why here?

At this hour, with all these people?

He must know that he would be seen.

It's obvious, right? -What?

The man is a lunatic, psychopath soft in the bulb or something.

That is an all too quick assessment.

We must look at the connection between the victims, perhaps we can predict the next move.

We have a description of the man and his license plate -

Won't be long before we have him. -When were you promoted, Hicks?

18 months ago, why?

You have to stop thinking in straight lines.

I want to speak to her. -Don't worry.

Young Joss is doing well.

I swear, if you hurt her ...

Spare me the surplus and focus on the task.

Where are you? -I'm there in two minutes.

Tick tack, Sam.

Damn it! Where are you?

Where are you?

Damn!

Come on!

It was 13 minutes late, Sam. Unacceptable.

Hell!

This is a cosey little coffee shop. Don't you think?

Consequences, Sam. Consequences.

Nice ass... -She was so fine...

Her shape alone... - Who is this guy?

Hey, what's happening man?

Out of the way.

Did you hear something? -No, I heard nothing.

I'm not in the mood for this.

I have a buzz in my ears. I must have them cleaned.

Really not heard a thing? -Well, maybe I have.

These are from last night.

The girl is one of the first to be shot.

The guy she's with, has a key. This means that he lived there.

It brings it down to one out of three people.

We have him. His name is Blake. Apartment 16A.

Find out who he is. - Already done.

He is flagged. -What?

The military intelligence service. The man is a secret agent.

Hi.

Hey, Lexi.

I don't do anything before I see him. -Or else?

Did not you hear the sirens a few blocks away?

That, Lexi, is the sound of consequence.

The hardest of them all.

Another like you failed -

With a simple task he could not deliver.

You should not disappoint me in the same way. Are you with me?

Do as I say and you will be reunited with your loved one.

But failure will be punished. Do you understand?

No more requirements, Lexi. No more threats.

I only want one thing from you:

Your unconditional obedience.

Have you understood?

There is a bag next to you at the wall.

Pick it up. Do not open it. Do not tamper with what is in the bag.

Put it in your trunk. Sit in the car and head south.

In about five minutes you will receive further instructions.

Now go!

Are you okay?

Sorry, I needed some fresh air.

Hicks, look at me. You need to focus now.

Are you ready for it?

Yes.

In the other cases, the shots were fired very specific.

With surgical precision, almost extreme.

This is more random. Clumsy.

So it is perhaps another killer?

I do not know. Maybe.

Surveillance cameras will show something, but in the meantime I have ...

Who is responsible here?

Who is in charge? -I am.

And you are? - I'll take it from here.

Sorry? -Hopefully it will speed things up.

Show me some ID?

Siddiq, was it?

I expect full cooperation from you and your team.

From now on, I take

full responsibility.

Phil, you said that you would be here early.

I really have to... -Roy!

Call me soon as you hear this.

Gaz, old friend, how are you? -Fine, mate.

Look at yourself in your best clothes. It has cost the box, right?

Looks good, right? -Yes.

Come with me, I need to talk to you.

Where are Jacko and Big P? -Big P is out on a job.

He would contact me as soon as possible.

Jacko is a damn liability.

I have not heard from him.

He musn't let me down.

I would not be happy with that.

What about you? -I have two coaches on the way.

And some are coming by train. -You know the rules?

Yes. -I mean it, no weapons.

No knives, no chains, not even a sink plunger.

If someone carries something, it will be aken. -It is all sorted.

Listen, I have a little surprise for you.

I have been in touch with some old boys from the other side of the river.

You probably know who they are.

I have said that they should interfere with the others.

Stirring things up a little.

Making some extra money. -Who said you could do that?

I'm doing you a favor. -I will not have them here.

I do not want them around, is that crystal clear?

I have to think about it.

You give them the initiative. -Then let them.

We start nothing.

We don't initiate anything.

At least not yet.

See? I said that it was him!

Stop him!

Back! Everybody back! Back!

Stay there!

Listen up everyone.

Can I have everyone's attention?

Silence!

Thank you.

Before I continue, there is someone I want to present.

This is Bill Weybridge.

Former head of MI6.

Blake was on his team, so he is here in an advisory role.

We will focus on the following scenarios:

A. Blake has been radicalized and recruited for terror?

Or two. He's just a simple killer who turns on headshots.

You are wrong.

Sorry, Commissioner, you have something to say?

I am only observing that, in my opinion, you are mistaken.

And could you explain that?

Weybridge, until Blake's suspension, he was spotless, right?

Correct. Sam Blake is a highly decorated war hero.

Do you think that in the last six months, he has become a terrorist -

Or built up a hatred for society?

There are other options, but on the whole, yes.

These are the most likely scenarios.

In my experience, the words "most likely" bite the worse.

Thank you, Commissioner.

Your observations are noted. - I am not finished.

The key to catch this man is to study his victims.

On the surface they seem unconnected, but we have to look again.

And if we do not find anything, we must look again and again.

There must be something that links two, three or four of them together.

Maybe someone is trying to hide the relationship.

When we found it, we can begin to determine the killer's motives.

Get on with it. I want results.

Come brothers!

Hurry up! Forward!

We have an important mission. And today is a beautiful day.

It 's about time, why did you hesitate?

My God, is that...?

God! Where is my phone? Wait a minute.

Give me the police.

Now!

Suspect approaching from the north.

Received, proceed with caution. The suspect may be armed.

Stay where you are!

Stop!

Stop!

Call backup!

We are approaching the greenhouse.

The suspect described as armed and extremely dangerous.

Be careful, air support is expected in six minutes.

Good afternoon officers.

Everything okay?

Have you seen this man?

I don't think so.

Either you have seen him, or not. So what is it?

What's it gonna be?

I've never seen him before in my life.

Okay.

Get out of there right away, slowly.

We need immediate reinforcement in the greenhouse now.

Last chance!

Down on the floor, hands behind your head!

Keep your hands up!

Do it! Take it easy!

Reports to the control center.

The suspect escaped.

Yes? - Lexi?

Uncle Tony, God, are you okay?

Has he done anything to you? -I'm fine, honey ..

You should know that I do everything he asks me -

to get you free. I promise.

I'll get you home. -Lexi, you're a good girl.

Me and Aunt Sue, we love you.

- Yes I know. - Look, Lexi.

No matter what the shit planned, it happens no matter what you are doing.

- But I'm ready. - How can you not say.

Do not do more for him.

Do you understand me, Lexi? He can go to hell ...

Leave him alone!

Very noble, but in the real world you are running out of family.

And I know where Aunt Sue lives.

I have a job for you, Lexi.

Be ready!

We approach our goal.

He shoots at us!

They're on my back! -Take the south exit now!

Jump in!

Thanks. -Thanks?

I don't need your thanks. I don't care who you are.

I don't care what you've done. I don't wanna know.

And do not look at me! Stop it!

I don't wanna see your face.

What? -Let me introduce you to Lexi.

She is, to put it bluntly, a whore,

but she prefers the term "escort", it sounds a little more respectable.

Come on, Sam! Say hello.

Say it!

Hi.

You and Lexi have much in common.

Like you, she has proven to be a valuable resource.

Tell her that she is doing incredibly well.

He says you do it incredibly well.

Tell her that I am very happy with her.

He said ... -I heard.

She is fisty, right?

I like her.

Roy? It's Pete.

Take it easy! You gonna get a heart attack. What's wrong?

What?

I just came back from a job in London.

Don't worry, I'll be there.

Have I ever let you down?

Precisely. Now look here.

I'll be there in 20 minutes. No more than half an hour.

Allright.

Shirl?

It's hot and it's black. In addition, I can't promise anything.

Why today?

When there is twice as much police in the streets?

Why not yesterday?

Why not tomorrow?

Why make the effort to increase the risk?

Do you think there is a connection between the shootings?

It can not be a coincidence.

Roy Dixon. What do you know about him?

He has a criminal past.

Has a degree in sociology and political science.

When he was released from prison, he became politically active.

Formed the Patriotic Alliance.

He has been very busy the past 18 months.

He is intelligent and charismatic, -

and he has vision.

He is dangerous.

You should not underestimate her.

What?

Siddiq!

She is very sharp.

You should not shut her out.

She can be an asset.

Listen Mr. Waybridge, we are very grateful for your valuable time.

But I have done something like this before.

O you do, have you?

Frankly, you should go home.

You look tired. -I'm fine.

But thanks for your concern.

So let me put it differently.

I don't need you.

Get lost! -Listen, you little arrogant bastard.

Never heard of knocking? -Not when entering my own office.

Something new?

Some of the victims have connections to the Patriotic Alliance.

And at least two connections to hooligans.

That you knew already, right?

Close the door.

What you are about to hear now, stays in this office.

Understood?

Roy Dixon was interesting since the Political Alliance began to grow.

Six months ago, they were a credible threat.

So we sent infiltrants.

And it didn't occur to you to warn them?

The Protocol states that they should contact us.

We do not contact them under any circumstance.

Inspector, you must understand... -Really?

What is it like to be amongst the sharpest in the British secret service?

Your kind should shut up. -Stop it!

My kind?

What I ment ... -Say it.

What did you mean?

I can promise you, Mr. Dalton, you can not call me anything,

That I have not already heard a thousand times.

Do not make this into something it is not.

Do not be so childish.

You have no idea what's happening out there, do you?

Maybe you could give her a sign and let her participate in the parade?

Stupid idiot!

Hicks! Come with me.

Where are we going?

DOWNING STREET 10

Has Cobra been informed?

Not yet, Prime Minister.

Not yet?

In this situation it may be appropriate to consider

the alternative options.

Explain!

It seems that Mr. Blake

Knows about Tinderbox.

How can he know about that?

In the last few hours, a few things have changed.

The shootings, the cafe, what was it?

Smokescreen shooting training, who knows.

On any other day, we would not talk about it here.

But with tension simmering here, and

their possibility to ignite Tinderox...

God knows what happens next.

It's your decision, but ... -You need to hear me say it?

I know the procedure, Alistair.

Of course, Prime Minister.

You know why I wanted to be prime minister?

In order to make a difference.

It may seem a bit naive, but it's true.

I wanted to be in a position to make decisions

that could make this glorious country even better.

But not this.

Never this.

I can have Cobra assembled within an hour.

No.

We have a killer on the loose.

He must be shot...

On sight.

Found it.

Put it on the back seat of the car.

Gently.

Done. -The finish line is within reach, Lexi.

What does the police do? When will this nightmare end?

These are the questions people ask me out on the street.

There is suspicion round every corner ...

Hey buddy. Have you seen the news?

Somebody has lost his marbles.

They find bodies everywhere on the street.

I don't know what the city is going through.

Wait.

Take it easy.

I don't want any trouble.

If it's money you want, I will go and get it.

I do not want your money.

It was you, was it?

Yes, it was me.

Listen, I'm just a taxi driver.

I drive my car from A to B. I am nothing.

Nonsense!

Who are you?

I'm not lying.

Who the hell are you?

Listen...

I'm not who you think I am.

You don't need to do this.

Yes, I do.

He's dead. -You killed him quickly, nice work.

Who is next?

Listen to yourself, you're a force of nature. A one-man army. Unstoppable.

I just want my daughter. -Of course you do.

I understand, do not worry, you will soon receive new instructions.

Wait, don't panic. -How many people did you kill?

Today?

Five. -And are you gonna kill me?

Of course not. -What if he wants you to?

What then? -He doesn't want you dead.

How do you know? You have no idea what he has planned.

You are not a strategic target.

But the others are connected in some way.

What's this? -No!

I don't know. -What?

He gave it to me. -So you have seen him?

Not really. -What's that supposed to mean?

I do not know, it was dark, I only got a glimpse.

How did he look? Was he big, small?

He was average, with a black ski mask. -Where was that?

Yes? -How are you Sam?

You don't wanna know. -Relax, this is what you do best.

Kill the few to protect the many. You've done well until now.

Someone like you,a loner, emotionally self-contained. I can't imagine how you...

would influence the psychological evaluations.

But if you want to open up and talk about what happened in Spain ...

I'm here for you, Sam.

Come to the point.

Just one more killing, then it's over. -Who?

Who's next?

God, no!

In the bag in the back seat,

is a vest.

It has a device within.

Put the vest on and participate in a procession.

An anti-Islamist group, the Patriotic Alliance, will go through London in an hour.

If you try to disable it ...

I will kill your daughter. -I have to blow myself up?

I want you to go out with a bang.

And take as many people as possible with me?

Six, you said six people. -Racists, Sam, New Nazi's.

It's ridiculous that we call them humans.

I won't do it. -Yes, Sam, you will.

You will do it for Joss, and for the parents and children in mosques...

who listen to the highly respected Imam who teaches them about the amazing Quran.

Unaware about the explosives, which is a few meters from them.

I'll keep in touch.

Where was he? -In a prison a few miles away.

It was abandoned ... -Okay, let's go.

You drive me there. -Why do you think he will be there?

It's the only clue we have. -No no!

Absolutely not, he has my uncle. -He has my daughter.

Okay, so don't gamble with her life!

Suddenly you trust him?

You think he delivers them? -Do we have any other options?

We have only one choice.

I trust everything is in order?

The compensation is satisfactory?

I don't want to be rude, Major.

But time is short.

Do you have a pen?

Right.

Ever heard of a biro?

Thank you.

Sam Blake.

The only man that has ever beat me in competitions.

For 25 years he was the most talented recruit in training.

He was even eight hours in a camouflage suit once.

Hidden in a Somali scrub,

And when the enemy showed up,

he had a window of 30 seconds to shoot.

One kill...

prevented a massacre.

I hope that your respect for him, does not influence your judgement.

It stopped being a problem after he went rogue.

You can keep the pen.

Do not let me down, Major.

I want Sam Blake, ..

out of the equation.

Are you sure it was here? -Yes, it 's here.

Stay with me.

Who is that?

You disappoint me, Lexi.

I thought he meant more than a fat bank account -

But I was wrong. -No!

Jericho, no!

Stop! No, no!

You fucking bastard! -Hold your tongue.

What have I said about your language?

You didn't have to kill him.

Against my advice, you try to outsmart me. I warned you about that.

You do nothing the next two hours. Or would you prefer that it was your daughter with a bag over

her head? I don't think so.

I have known your exact position, from the moment you put the watch on.

GPS tracking is a modern marvel, don't you think?

You have a little more than 52 minutes -

Use them wisely.

It was my fault.

Come on. - It should have been me.

It should have been me. -Let's get out of here.

What should we do, Sam? What's your big plan?

We have nothing.

Boys, hands together for Mr. Roy Dixon!

Friends.

Patriots. To see you standing shoulder to shoulder...

against the British citizens claiming to be soldiers of Islam.

Warms my heart.

I know you've put your rivalry aside,

to stand together on this one purpose.

At this moment, a holy war

filled with terror and cruelty,

is planned behind closed doors of the

hidden Islamic community in this country.

These people hide behind their religion, build walls,

suppressing and mutilate women.

And educate their children to become soldiers and to kill us.

But we say to them.

Not anymore! Not anymore!

We say to them, become integrated or go home!

Become integrated or go home! And if they refuse to integrate,

then we say to them...

Send them back!

Let me off. -No, you can't do it!

I can't let you do it, you cannot kill them, no matter who they are.

You simply just can't do it. -I have no choice.

Let me off and leave London.

Get on with your life. -No.

Okay, I've got an idea, Trust me.

He is home around 8:00.

Yes.

How are the children?

Do they behave properly?

The last thing I need is to come home to noisy children.

Yes, yes.

I'll talk to you later.

Russell.

Lexi.

What are you doing here? -I missed you.

It has been too long already. -That is very sweet, honey.

But I'm afraid I have a meeting.

Come on, Russell.

You can spare ten minutes on me, right?

I mean, think about what I can do to you in ten minutes.

You don't expect me to pay for it, right?

No, see it as an executive perogative.

What did you have in mind? -One thing at a time, Russell.

What the heck?

Sam, this is a friend of mine, Russell Kincaid.

His company won the contract to upgrade the headquarters -

So he's pretty good at communication.

Are you, Russell?

I need to know who finally called me?

I suggest you let me out. -Answer her question.

I don't know. Why don't you call back?

Let's just say that it is not an option.

Then I don't know what to say.

Okay. Here's what we do.

Either you help me, or I'll tell your wife...

Everything, down to the last tedious detail.

You won't.

This is very illegal. -Just do it!

Integrate or go home!

There he is.

Get some uniforms here!

Roy Dixon!

Stop this march, tell your people, to turn...

It is a legal demonstration. -It ends here.

Wanna walk on front, cop? -If you don't stop, people will die.

If you do not release me, you will be sued for assault.

You can not control them anymore.

People will die, would you have that on your conscience?

Five of them are missing, right?

Soldiers loyal to the case.

You are being fooled, Roy. Someone's using you.

Like fireworks? Of course you do.

This is spectacular.

Look at those eyes. You really are your father's daughter, right?

Five people, dissappeared without explanation.

Does that make any sense to you?

Where are they? -Murdered.

Burned, shot, beaten to death.

Maybe you will be the next, or him, or him, or him over there.

We both know something is wrong.

Roy, you have to stop it.

Turn around!

Turn around!

Back!

Go back! It is over! Back! This way!

Turn around! It is over. -What are you doing?

I'm ending it. -Not today you're not!

There will be another day.

There will be another day.

Police.

Damn. -What's wrong?

A technical error?

Take it off.

Slowly.

What did you do, Sam?

Months of planning and preparation, and you destroy it.

Shut up!

I am here now, baby.

I got you.

Hurry, get out.

No dad, I am not leaving you. -Listen to me.

Everything will be okay.

You shouldn't lie to the girl, Sam.

To say everything will be okay, it's not okay, nothing is okay!

Maybe she lives one more day,

or a week or a year.

What is the difference?

All she has in store, is suffering, failure and death.

What is this all about?

Spain? -Spain.

Throw a dart at a world map, Sam...

And the chance is that you hit something what's this about, but you have no idea, do you?

That killing innocent people

What's the point? -How many people have you killed?

Have you lost count?

I bet you sleep very well?

Even when you have thrown bombs, you find a way -

to consolidate yourself with it.

You have no idea what has happened to me. -O, how terrible for you!

All those women, poor you.

But when the victims are people like you, Sam...

your own kind. That must be harder to digest.

Didn't I tell you? How inconsiderate of me.

The people you killed today, with such accuracy,

- var MI5.

Secret agents ready to attack. -You're lying!

Now you will begin to understand the true nature of terror.

Do it.

Do it now.

Even now, after all you've been through, you still cannot do it.

Down on the ground, hands on your head. Hurry up!

So you will be the golden boy Sam, who takes me in?

Beaten, humiliated?

Even the old Scottish motherfucker, will laugh his ass off!

Shut the hell up!

Dad?

Come here.

I told you, everything would be okay, right?

Are you okay? -Yes. And you?

O my God!

Dad!

All available units to the public car park ...

We received a call that the suspect is on site.

He has a pulse, but it is weak.

Yes?

It looks like you have earned your bonus.

You sound surprised, Monty? -Nonsense.

I never doubted you for a second.

You could have got yours, if you hadn't bothered anyone.

Let me worry about that.

Stay down.

Welcome back to the living.

My name is Sir Alistair Montcrief.

Monty, if you will.

It is pleasure finally meeting you, Mr Blake.

You made us a little worried there.

But fortunately, we have the best people here.

Where is here? -Do not worry about that.

The people I killed ... Were they ... -I'm afraid so.

But believe me. We look after their families. We look after our own.

I murdered them.

And thus you have saved many thousands of people.

They sacrificed themselves for Queen and Country.

Would you like a cup of tea? -No fucking tea. I want out of here!

The fact is that you are dead -

Officially, that is.

We held a memorial for you last week.

I pulled a few strings, so you were acquitted and received a medal of honor.

With great gratitude in every way.

Wait, wait...

Hold on ...

Am I dead?

And.

You staged my death? -Exactly.

We decrypted Bill Weybridges phone,

from which we got the intelligence,

that worries the Realm enormously.

I want to see my daughter. -Unfortunately, that is out of the question.

Once you're feeling better, have a look at this.

No hurry.

I'll keep in touch.

Top Secret: Code Name Rogue.

Berlin, Germany.

We live in a time where it's kill or be killed.

Our enemies have evolved, and we have to adapt accordingly.

We need someone who can work outside of normal procedure.

One that will not be kept on a leash system.

In short, Mr. Blake, we need you.

Edited by Dutch Angel

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