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some viewers may find upsetting

and some violent scenes.

Goggles on.

Located power supply - the lasers
will stay off for two minutes.

Lasers off.
BEEPING

'You've got two minutes.' Repair the
main fuse box. I'll get the alarm.

Mr Osborne's a real security nut.
Tell me something I don't know.
I'm banging your sister. Funny(!)

He's got countermeasures in here.
He's not a spook, this bloke, is he?

Our bugs aren't going to work
in here - he'll find anything we put
in here. Abort. Come home. Damn it!

'Reset all clocks.' Kitchen clocks
done. Lasers back on in 60 seconds.

'Resetting fuse box.' Count off,
please, Skip. Three, two, one!

BEEPING
Move it!

Damn! Missed one. How we doing?
50 seconds - make it quick!

What time does Osborne get up? Get
up? I'm setting the alarm! Hurry up!

Just stick a blown fuse in it.

Ten seconds!

Come on!

'Five, four, three,

'two, one!'

This programme contains
some strong language.

This programme contains
some scenes which some viewers
may find upsetting.

Not every target lies down
to be bugged.

A hardcore racist with surveillance
countermeasures in his kitchen?

We knew he was up to something.
Now we know he's paranoid.

I'm paranoid about
the extra training you're doing.
Where's this energy come from?

If told you, I'd have to kill you!

You're already killing me!

Something national is happening
through Osborne.

Unless we find someone who'll spill
the beans, we won't find out what.

Given his paranoia, infiltration
is out - we need human intelligence.

Won't find that here. You never
know. Never trust what anyone says,
especially if you pay them. OK.

Nice jacket, by the way. Thanks.

Robert Osborne. We believe
he's organising race riots.

Wife, Claire. Befriend her. You must
squeeze information out of her.

Which is why you're here now -
we have a potential race war.

Osborne's past, contacts -
everything's pushing the needle
to red. Plus Bill Watson.

Independent MP for Chigwell.
They met 15 years ago. College.

He's all over the place! They're
walking on eggshells - not using
the phone, only talking in public.

Combined with our failed bugging
expedition, we're no closer. Lucky
for us, he's beating his wife.

Anyone under pressure is vulnerable
to recruitment. We need information
fast and she's our only hope.

Osborne runs a successful
waste disposal business,

but we followed his profits
and we suspect he's funding a
nationwide network of race violence,

somehow linked to MP, Bill Watson.
Organisation on this scale could be
a threat to national stability.

An Asian worker has been attacked by
white youths in Bristol city centre,
covered in petrol and set alight.

..There's enormous resentment...

..Asian youths
were hurling petrol bombs...

You're not condoning these acts?
I condemn violence on both sides,

but provocation for race war
came not last night,

but out of the last three decades
of immigration into this country.

Nice piece of work in Bristol.
Well done!

Thanks. Do we have to do this
every time? I vetted Nick myself.

- Brian won't be a moment.
- Arms up!

OK.

So...

what's this all about?
Well, Bill...

No, Daddy! What's the golden rule,
Sammy? Don't you touch him!

Go to bed.

You may think you can touch me, but
you lay a finger on him... There's
a reason he can't go in there. OK?

Do you understand?

I'm sorry, darling.

I'm sorry.

Join MI5 - "Opportunities for
advancement," they said. "Protect
national security," they said!

Double-sided, please.
It's Eyes Alpha, so try not to look
at the interesting bits.

Andrew Dorland called from customs -
he'll be late. That's mine. Here.

It's not romantic comedy, I warn you!

Illegal immigrants. The traffickers
chucked them overboard when they
saw the customs patrol ships.

An onshore current washed them up on
the same stretch of beach in Kent.

After this,
they'll change their route,
their landing site, their crews...

We'll have to start over again.

HM Customs and Excise would
appreciate a spot of consultation.
You mean help, Andrew.

I do.

I mean help.

Leeds - far from my constituency,
having recently warned the House
about racial tensions in Bristol.

And being proved right. Starting
to earn the nickname Nostradamus.
I'm coming across like a prophet.

Do you know why there's never been
a revolution in this country? John
Wesley. He went around preaching.

Had everyone sitting in church when
France was going nuts. Your point?

People don't do anything here
on principle.

They don't kick up a stink unless
it's in their faces and it's hurting.

It's in their faces now.
It's hurting. I know that.

This time last year, no-one knew what
a Muslim was - now everyone's asking.

They're starting to notice things -
asylum seekers clogging up hospitals,
a shop assistant can't speak English,

black media corrupting our children.

We have a window now -
a big window, just opened.

People realise, but they won't do
anything until they're told, Bill.

They're British. Everyone's
calling for a voice of reason

to make them realise
they're not alone -

THEY are the majority, it's THEIR
country, and it's OK to get angry.

Everyone's crying out
for someone like you, Bill.

It's a huge customs operation...
I'm sure.
..with large liaison potential.

I'm over-committed on my side -
Zoe's dealt with many other cases on
this route, in liaison with customs.

She speaks three languages - I need
her. I have this race hate campaign.

I've a runner set to recruit
a source. Customs can cope.
What is it? Smuggling?

Doubloons from the Spanish Main(!)

Illegal immigration.
Human traffic. Customs need a hand.
Sorry, Tom, you'll have to make do.

I'm borrowing her, Tom, not stealing
her. That's right, Tessa, you're
not.

It's nice to meet someone
who cares about this country.
So you keep saying.

These problems in Leeds...
How sure are you they'll happen?
Educated guess.

No-one ever blamed Nostradamus when
the bad news arrived. Remember that.

Go on. Don't beat yourself up -
you'd never have risked saying
anything juicy in the house.

We almost screwed up the alarm.
You could've worked backwards.

He leaves for work at 8.45. Any man
with kids is most likely keen to get
out of the house as soon as possible.

Say, 30 minutes for a shit, shower
and shave, ten minutes for breakfast.
I'd say he's an 8am man. Would you?

Yeah. Most men don't need two hours
in the bathroom, Danny.
I know it's hard to believe.

So the flat share's going well,
you two? Fun, but expensive, Tom.
Fun, but expensive!

Matthew, look!

Let me see.
Oh, wow - that is lovely Maisie!

She was doing families in school
today. Is my nose really that big?

Your bill. Thank you. No!

Look, no more of this paying
nonsense. I still can't hear you.

..Go on, then.
Finally, the man sees sense.

Are you going to stay with us,
Matthew? I think she means tonight.

How do you feel about that?

Well...

I'll take that as a "maybe", then.

'Transaction declined. Sorry,
your credit card has been refused.'

Jed, you paged me. 'The runner's
had an accident.' When?
'An hour ago. She's in hospital.'

The runner will be in hospital
for a week.

She was five times over the limit!
Hit a minicab. Idiot!

Didn't know she was a boozer. She
hid it. We train our officers well.

Claire's planning to leave Osborne.
We let this pass, she may go through
with it, and our chance is gone.

We need in now.
You know the case well.

Are the couple who run
the computer classes removable?

In a nice way.

I'll need a wife. Shouldn't have
thought that hard - catch like you!

Had the wrong wallet with me today.
Almost paid for dinner as Tom Quinn.

Ellie thinks she's going out
with Matthew Archer!

I can't do this much longer.
You've had no problem before.
I've not felt like this before.

If you'd told the truth,
the vetting would be over.

I wanted to keep things simple.
Always a mistake, in my experience.

Hi.

Nice place.
Just signed the lease - six months.

She's in the shower.
No sugar for me.

Right.

Many admin staff help out. You sure
you want to do this? Why do you
think I've taken all the courses?

And come top in all of them! We're
trying to engineer the relationship,

break cover, then close.

Claire Osborne
buys computer magazines,
so the IT training is not a whim -

it's a concerted effort on her part
to take control of her life.

She supports
her husband's racist stance,
but that may be down to insecurity.

Susan Wilkes. Steven Wilkes.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

Credit rating - not too good, not
too bad. Should back up your limit.

That the real database? Yep,
and that's a real credit rating.

Cool! Don't I need all that stuff
for my purse - receipts and things?
Best wallet litter money can buy.

That'll do, sunshine!

I have to go away for a while.

I have to step in for someone.
It's a fact-finding tour
of the USA and Japan. I'm sorry.

Yeah, so am I.
I'll be on a work mobile.

Will it work? Yeah.

Maybe you can use it to call me.
To tell me what the hell's going on!

Call in, midnight on the dot.

Each minute late is code
for our level of risk. One minute -
minor problem. Ten minutes - SOS.

Urgent message waiting? The cat
in the van. Only in emergencies.

So where did you two meet? Again?
Gift shop. Jersey. Five years ago.

I love turtles.
In the back of the shop they had
all these little models of turtles.

Steve came in and tried to buy
the one I liked -

a green loggerhead,
I seem to remember.

Anyway, we fought over it, he
relented, and it started from there.

Could say we've been at loggerheads
ever since. OK?

My uncle lives in Jersey. I've
never seen stuff like that for sale.
Where was the shop? North or south?

If you go off-piste,
be sure you can back it up.

Lovely impro, mind you.

Did you like the turtles?
I love those turtles.

Even if Claire's a regular, she migh
not turn up. She'll be there - these
computer lessons are her way out

and our way in.

We're just going to make friends
with her, OK? Fate's thrown us
together, like it was meant to be.

All right? Yeah.

I thought you might like one. Are
we allowed? Just. How's it going?

Simple - we stop selling the guns
which arm the regimes which drive
people here in the first place.

Since that won't happen, if customs
want to intercept the boat here,

it's possible the traffickers are
using a route the Dutch heroin posse
know - a good route is hard to find.

Which means we'll know someone.
There's a few people in Ostend
and NCS who owe me favours.

How many people were on the boat? 40.

Mostly women and children.

Oh, I usually drink decaf.

That's fortunate.

Goodnight.

Sunny Cabs. Steven Wilkes.
I'd like to cancel the cab
for tomorrow. Very good, sir.

Brian Lyndon, Osborne's sidekick -
talk about boring!

He's into curry and sex chat lines,
but no mention of Osborne -
he's been trained well,

unlike our other guy. The tap
on the politician's office? Watson,
was it? Osborne's all over the place.

This is his private office line.

'Is Mr Osborne available? Um, it's
Nick.' That's not Watson's voice.

That's because it's Nick Thomas.
I voice-matched to be sure.

DOORBELL RINGS
Let him in.

We're heading up tonight.
All the plans for Leeds are in place
I didn't mean to interrupt anything.

What do you want, my friend...

really?

No bugs
Really? I want to help.

Well, go put the kettle on.
I'm with you.

I agree with everything you say.
That's touching.

I'm going to bed.
How's the e-mail, my darling?

My wife's mastering
the international internet.

Hold it!

Come in.

That top doesn't do them justice?
Five grand each they cost me.

Man buys his wife a tit job,
least she can do is show them off
to his mates. Come on. Robert!

Undo your top!

Lovely! My beautiful wife.

Goodnight.

These payments need signing. >
Can I borrow a pen?

Are Pete and Jessie around? Jessie's
mum's not too well. We're taking
the classes for the next few weeks.

I'm Steve, by the way.
Hi, I'm Susan. Hello.

Back in five minutes.

Try and finish your contact list
by then. Try!

OK, see you tomorrow. Well done.

You OK? Bloody puncture! I'll have
to call the AA. No, I'll do it for
you, no problem - if you'd like.

Have you got a spare? Yeah.

Man of many talents!
Yeah, I like to think so. Aww...

How long have you been married?
Three years.

Stage one.

Round the corner. First left.

Ah, my bag!

He's got my bag! Oi!

Get off!

Watch it!

Claire!

Steve! I don't believe it!
Are you all right?

Yeah, thanks. Thank God you were
here! He's never going to catch him!
Coloured, you see - fast runners.

Let me buy you two a drink, if
you've got time. Please! Yeah. OK.

Steven Wilkes. Can I cancel
the cab for tomorrow morning?

I'd like to cancel the cab
for tomorrow.

I want to cancel the cab for
tomorrow morning. Steven Wilkes.

Hey! That's my wife's car. You must
be Claire's husband? Ten out of ten,
Sherlock. Who might you be?

Steve...Wilkes. Claire asked me to
check her oil. That's all, I hope.

What are you doing here?
Just passing. I saw Mr Fixit here,
thought I'd ask him what he's doing.

Steve, Sue, this is Robert.
Been in the area long? Few months.

We've bought
a house on Abbey Crescent.
Where were you before? Mervyn Road.

They're doing a great job, Robert.
Yeah, well.

See you later, sweetheart.

Why don't you come round
for dinner? Um, OK.
If it's not too much trouble.

How's tomorrow night? Lovely.

Danny Boy,
looks like I've got something.

Two different shell companies, but
I got there in the end. Nick isn't
being truthful about his job history.

Are Mr and Mrs Wilkes in?

They've moved - they've gone up
Abbey Crescent. All right, thanks.

Hello, dear, it's Rosie -
I just got tickled.

He's checking us,
which doesn't surprise me -
we're his wife's new buddies.

You can call off sick - I can make
apologies. You're my husband!

We're going for dinner, remember?
Osborne'll ply us with booze.

If your stomach's full of fat, it'll
stave off the effects for a while.

Tip from the top - eat.
Also, when you drink,
wet your lips - makes it last ages.

Tuck in.

Well, if I get bad dreams,
I'm blaming you.

Congratulations, Daniel Hunter.

You are no longer a credit risk.

We moved to Brighton when I was 3.
Which street?

Altringham Road. I love your
placemats. They're nice, aren't they?

Rob got them from Cyprus, years ago.

So...how did you two meet, then?

Turtles - that's so sweet, honestly.

Claire? Littlest room?
Upstairs on the left.

Nice.
Very pleasant, I agree.

What does your boyfriend do again?
He's... My husband.

Did you say boyfriend?
Yes.

He told you, didn't he?
Steve. Did he tell you?

I was in the loo - I heard you
talking about something.

I don't understand.

Our marriage...
it's not what it seems.

It's a bit more...
it's a bit more relaxed.

I see other men.
I don't believe monogamy
is healthy for a relationship.

I'm inclined to agree.

I'm seeing somebody at the moment.
When you said "boyfriend",
I didn't know if you knew.

Sorry if I embarrassed you.

I saw an Islamic lad on TV
talking about how he was
a Muslim first and British second.

Happy to draw benefit, live here
in peace and democracy, and drive his
mum to the NHS for free radiotherapy.

Not a shred of evidence
he loves this country.

Doesn't even call himself British.
It'll never work in this country.

Same with Jews.
They only want to marry each other.

That's not extremism -
it's human nature.

No-one can make me feel guilty for
looking after my country and family!

They're not all like that. Some
come over for a chance to get on.

Sure! Then they complain...

SLAMS CUP!
Have you something to add?

You're talking all the time!

What can I say?
I'm a proud man, I love my country,
the sound of my own voice,

and you, too, even if you don't
love me back! We should get going.
Got some swinging to do?

It's not twelve - it's early yet.

It is quite late - we better make
a move. You want to try the clubs!

Claire, it's OK.
No, it bloody isn't. I'm sorry.

He's been in a mood all week.
Going pear-shaped round here. Yeah,
well, we had a great time. Ow!

OSBORNE: What are you playing at?
Telling me I'm talking too much in my
own house! What do you want? Shut up!

In front of people like that!
You were going on so much!

CRASH
The name is Wilkes - I'll have
to cancel the cab for tomorrow.

I'm sorry, I screwed up -
I thought he'd sussed me.
You handled it brilliantly.

He can dismiss us as pervs now.
Cretin!

You know that Elgar he was playing?

Yehudi Menuhin on violin.

I just can't bear to think of her
in that house with that arsehole.

Listen, would you mind if we slept
in the same bed tonight?

I'd just like to have you there
if I woke up.

I mean, we are married.

Do you want to read? No. Goodnight.

Thanks for the tip about the cheese.
That's my pleasure.

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

That's OK.

If you're in bed listening,
stay there - I just wanted to say
that I miss you...so much.

That's all.
KNOCK AT DOOR

I'm really sorry.
Did I screw up again?

See you in the morning.

You're a nosey little weasel, Nicko.

I don't mean to pry. No,
I like that in a bloke. I'm just kee
to be involved in any way I can.

Glad to hear it -
I need a bit of nosing around some
new friends of mine. You free today?

Surveillance just in. Nick Thomas.
Real name - Kieran Harvey.

He's a freelance journalist.
Works for a radio producer in Soho.
Must fancy himself as a maverick.

Not for long!
Sort out an urgent message.

PHONE RINGS

Steve? There's a van outside
with a cat in it. 'On my way.'

Hi. History Today?

Only just come in.

My mate in Holland's paid me back.

A group's moved out of Ostend
using heroin sea routes.

They have contacts in Greece,
routing refugees to a boat
in Holland - Chechens, mostly.

Do we know the Greek contacts? James
Hopkinson in six is sending stuff
as soon as he finds it. Excellent.

Someone's feeling rosy.
Yeah, well, it's hot in here.

Hello. I'm in your area canvassing
on behalf of Bill Watson.

Have you got a moment?
Yeah, sure, come in. Nick Thomas.

Hello, Nick. Nice to meet you.

You too.

Very nice. As is your suit. Did you
NICK it? Maybe I'll come back later.

Stay for a cup of tea...Kieran.

Delivery from across the river.
Thanks.

Man on the left's the fixer. Man on
the right's the packager. Know him?

I think we have our landing site!

Suffolk! How lovely - fancy
a trip to the seaside? What is it?

What's HE doing there?

Recognise HIM at all?

James. Hi, it's Zoe in the Kremlin.
Can you do me a favour?

A keyword search on the Istanbul
phone taps - the word is "Osborne".

I'm doing an expose on racism
in British politics.

I stumbled on this Osborne thing.
It's a digital audio bug in here,
so no detection.

Download it onto hard drive,
burn a CD - easy.

What are you? NCS? As far as you're
concerned, I don't even exist.

This is major stuff - Osborne's
funding Watson to shove immigration
to the front of the agenda.

Reception centres are over-crowded.
The problem hits critical mass,
the government will have to act.

Osborne sends guys in with cash,

taking local thugs to beat the crap
out of asylum seekers. Cue riots.

Bill Watson grabs the political
advantage. He puts the gloss on, but
he's moderate - that's the gambit.

He's makes it seem reasonable.
I have to go.

I want everything you've got -

tapes, names, contacts and copies.

No! I'm done now, mate.
I'm off tonight,
editing for the next few months.

What makes you think you'll have
anything to edit...exactly?

What now?
We're breaking. Move to close.

Hiya. Hi.
Got your message. What is it?

Do you mind if we go for a walk?

Are we friends?
I know what you're going to say,
Susan, and I'll say this -

whatever lifestyle you lead, I'd
never judge you. Claire, listen...

Robert hits you, doesn't he?

Is it bad?

You're the first person I've told.

Have you ever thought of leaving?

Oh, what would I do?

Come on. The life I've got now -
Sammy's starting school.
Where would I go?

I know someone
who might be able to help.

I think she's on her way.
Go home, pack - we're leaving. OK.

Oh, Jesus H - it's you!

Sorry to be rude, Steve, but I'm
meeting someone. Claire, it's me.

What's going on? Do you know what
your husband does in his spare time?

I have another job
I'd like to tell you about -
I work for the government.

Your husband's trying to start
a race war in this country.

Don't do anything silly - this was
the only way we could contact you.

This was the only way
we could know you'd be on side.

What? Are you arresting me?

No. We're not the police, Claire.

It's not about you - it's about Rob.

What do you want?
I want to help you.

I want to get you sorted enough
to leave Robert and go anywhere you
like with Sammy. How can I do that?

You can tell us what he's up to.

Does he ever tell you what he's
planning? Dates? People? Sometimes.

Claire,
if you could be our eyes and ears...

Your husband is trying to incite
a war on British soil, a civil war,

and we need to stop him.

£600 a week in a bank account in
your name. In return, you tell us
all you know about your husband.

I need to go home, think about it.
No! Whether you want to help us
or not, you'll never see me again.

I'll give you five minutes - I'll be
in the car. After that, I'm leaving.

Anywhere I like? Anywhere you like.

Full shipment. Big cheque.
What about the route?

Seems kosher. They've got
their hands full up north.
TAP AT DOOR

Sorry I'm late. Listen, Nick, I'm
shooting off for a bit. Really? Why?

Can I borrow a pen?

No? Never mind.
Oh, look - here's one!

Who are you working for?
I don't understand.

You will.

The Greek guy is the fixer in Cyprus
for routing Chechnyan refugees
to Holland.

What's he doing with a racist
from Essex? Osborne was in the Army.
Corporal - he was kicked out...

shortly after his first posting
to Cyprus!

Why is a racist smuggling immigrants
into the UK?

Tom and Helen! Send them a message.

We're out of here.

In a manner of speaking.

It's 12.05. We're five minutes late
on Greensleeves.

We're going to get through this.
Understand?

VIOLENT RUMBLING
Ah!

MOBILE RINGS

Yep.

Soon as I can.

Hurry up!

Agh!

Get off him. You're killing him! Ah!

Hey, hey! Wait till they get here.

Their last call? Midnight yesterday
Could be 25 hours they've been gone.

Where's Zoe? With customs at the
landing site, Lamberton. We should
pull her back to Romford. Not now.

You must think I'm a moron.

I trusted you, you bastard! Agh!

Agh! I trusted you.

We're fighting for you, you idiot!
I don't know who you think we are!
Shut up!

I know someone's
been interested in me for some time.

Her fault, of course. Boyfriend line,
stood out a mile. What do you want?

MI5 penetration of far right groups.

Names of sources, their runners,
and the officers managing them.

MI5?! I don't think you understand!

You're used to dealing with
skinheads, dropouts, lowlifes,
but we're officer class -

we've thought things through -
this country will change!

We bring foreigners in, choke the
system and highlight immigration.

We're on the edge of an abyss!
I'm going to take this country back!

So...names, sources, runners -
everything you've got!

- No!
- Dear, oh, dear!

Aghhh! OK, OK, OK -
I'll give you a name!

Brian, for God's sake, tell him!

Ah! Tell him!

Cheap trick! Everyone used to
laugh at us - not any more!

- No!
- Not any more.

I'll give you what you want. Agghhh!
No!

I guess you better try again!

I've got a kid, same age as Sammy.
He might grow up in an all-white
England and have me to thank.

Kill him!

CAN CLATTERS

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been recognised. Please try again.

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been recognised. Please try again.

The number you have dialled has not
been recognised. Please check...

PHONE RINGS
Hello.

SOS. Greensleeves. Tracing. Any idea
of your orientation? I can hardly
stand up! I need a safe house. OK.

Call box is Romford grid reference
GML9185.

Safe house at GML9293.

Get a take team fanning out in
a 3-mile arc. I'll go. You'll stay.

PHONE RINGS
Osborne ordered the crew
to throw the immigrants overboard.

Customs saved some. Tessa's viewing
the feed, and Zoe's on her way back.
To Romford, after Tom and Helen.

Pull her back. She's unstoppable.

SCREAMING AND WAILING

It's me.

Tom, where's Helen?

You know Derek from Millbank,
of course.

I want the increment. Impossible.
They're Special Forces -
they'll understand.

The SAS are assigned to us
for precisely this purpose.
One call - that's all it'll take.

WE look after our own.
We've got the names, locations.

Extract Claire and the kid. Erase
the rest. I understand your anger.

YOU don't understand a thing!

I'm surprised
you don't see the positives.
This is a mess, but a merry mess.

Two people have died and Osborne's
on the rampage. Good! In a way.

He killed one of us, and we can stop
him! Who said anything about that?

We know what he's up to,
despite the cock-up.

He's tainting the right
with every action he takes.

Pushing the right right and the left
towards the centre. Meanwhile these
reception centres are a nightmare.

A Government position on immigration
is now possible
that was unthinkable two years ago,

despite the fact
most of the Cabinet wanted it.

We can venture a bill that brings
the shutters down on undesirables

AND make it look like we're almost
socialist - all thanks to you.
Pardon me for being party political.

You're not going to let us touch
him! I didn't say that. Only until
the Bill's been passed, obviously,

then Special Branch can do your
dirty work - we're not total cynics.

Oh, dear. You're a little shite,
Derek, have I ever told you that?

You've implied it enough times.
Take a chill pill.

Fuck you, Derek - with bells on.

What a shithole!

SHE CRYS

Sorry.

You ask me to give you a lift home
and then show me this!

Well, I'm sorry, but no way!

I can't leave you here.
Come and stay with me.

Come on.

Move in.

You're thinking about your lease!

Helen's dead,
and all you can think about
is your cashflow! You make me sick!

I'm sorry, Danny, I'm sorry!

Oh, God - what a thing to say!

< Ah!

Next. Thank you. Matthew!

Are you all right?
Long story. Not now.

I want you to come and live with me.
I have a big flat, and...it's big,
and it has a garden...

..and I want you and Maisie
in my flat and in my life as soon
as possible. Will you do that?

DOOR SLAMS

Sweetness?

The target has just left.

Target in sight.

HORN BEEPS

GUN FIRES

Mrs Sykes... Your flight will be
boarding from gate 29 in 40 minutes.

PHONE RINGS

Get down!

If they get her... I know!

The lives of these people rest
on you! Secure the hostages' release.

What about Zoe? 'Get back to base.'

You got the wrong man! Don't move!

Get down!
GUNFIRE