Britz (2007) s01e01 Episode Script

And stop writing.
Pens down, please.
Pens down, please.
Training?
Not for me.
Sohail, don't do this to me again.
I already told you,
I'm going back up north this weekend.
- What about the match?
- Do you want a lift?
I'm driving up to Bradford.
- When are you leaving?
- Now.
Are you going home
to see your parents?
- That's right.
- Whereabouts do they live?
It's fine, you can drop me off
in the town centre.
Have you got any brothers and sisters?
One of each.
Older or younger?
Younger. You ask a lot of questions.
- I've thought of another.
- OK.
Why are all your friends white?
They're not.
What the fuck happened to you?!
Got jumped, didn't we?
Rafiq!
- Who was it?
- Who d'you think?
Did you do anything to provoke them?
Fuck off, they were waiting
for us at the gate.
Clean yourself up,
Mum will have a fit.
I hate this fucking country.
No, you don't. Those people
aren't this country, they're scum.
Oh, my God.
- What happened?
- It's OK, Ammi.
- Nasima!
- I'll get her.
God, Rafiq,
what happened to you? Huh?
What?!
This needs a stitch.
He's better off here.
Not in some drafty waiting room.
I'm a medical student, Mum,
not a doctor.
He should be in Casualty.
Maybe Mum can sew him up
when she's done with the shirt, Sis?
Everything's a joke with you.
How many times does your brother
have to get beaten up
by the BNP before you think
we should do something about it?
What's going on here?
Raf got into a bit of a fight, Abbu.
- All right?
- Yeah.
- You all right, Imran?
- When did you turn into an Arab?
I'm wearing my traditional dress, bro,
so should you.
Isn't this your traditional dress?
I could've sworn you grew up with us,
not in some fucking ghetto in Gaza.
Come on, take it easy.
What? He looks like a fucking prick.
Leave it, bro.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Hello, sexy.
Nas, why is your brother
such a wanker?
"Wanker"?
Unwise. Very, very unwise.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
You got a friend in your room after
11 o'clock.
- One word from me and you get grounded.
- Sit down and shut up, Soh.
So, how's it going, Sabs?
You organised any exciting demos lately?
Managed to change the world yet?
- We're still waiting.
- You know what?
I'm going to leave you to it, Nas.
Cos your brother seems to be
in total arsehole mode tonight.
Bye, Sab.
D'you reckon it was something I said?
It was as if I'd spat on
the Koran or something.
He looked ridiculous
in the middle of Bradford.
Things have changed, Soh.
Since these new laws,
the police are all over us.
You can't joke about
stuff like that any more.
If the police
are detaining people illegally,
get a lawyer
and use the law to stop them.
Not your bloody demos and dressing up
like Arabs and blowing up London.
- That's why you're studying law?
- No.
So I can have a life that isn't just
prayers and selling chapatis.
You're turning into such a Brit,
big brother.
I am a Brit. I was born here.
So were you.
You sound like you're proud of it.
Why shouldn't I be proud
of my country?
What's London doing to you?
It's a police state,
because we're Bush's poodle,
because we're slaughtering Muslims
all over the world.
Then get out of the ghetto
and get involved.
Do what I do. Intelligent Muslims
are the shot in the arm
this country needs.
My earliest memories
are them bricking our windows
and throwing shit
through our letterbox.
Last thing I want to be is "British".
Anyway, I thought you
couldn't stand your course?
It's fine.
You need to start living your own
dream, Soh, not Dad's.
- Lady Vengeance, have you seen it?
- No, I haven't.
I'm really bad,
I've not seen any films
I think someone's
saving a place for you.
Grounds for allowing the Secretary
of State to make a Control Order.
He requires "reasonable grounds for
suspecting that the individual is
"or has been involved
in terrorism-related activity."
"Reasonable grounds for suspecting".
It's a very low threshold,
almost unparalleled in British law.
All the more important then
to have a robust avenue of appeal.
What does the Act provide?
Anyone?
"Where there's a decision by the Court
of Appeal to quash a Control Order.
"This does not prevent
the Secretary of State
"from making a new Control Order
"to the same or similar effect
or from relying on the same matters
"for the purpose
of making that new order."
So? Sohail?
So basically, he can re-arrest the
guy, based on the same evidence,
even if the Court of Appeal
says the detention's illegal.
Exactly!
Not surprising then that most
of the legal profession
is up in arms about this.
We're only talking about
an extreme case.
They'd only do something that drastic
if they've got a good reason.
Let's hope you're right!
Thank you
Why aren't you guys coming?
Could you wait a second?
I think I'm going to head home.
You said you would come in
for a coffee?
Yeah, but it's late.
We don't have to do anything.
Just come in for a bit.
I'll see you in the morning.
I'm Joy.
Hi.
This is for you.
- Shall we go through?
- Cheers.
What do you think about
current British foreign policy?
Honestly?
Of course.
I think the truth is it's quite hard
to be a Muslim in Britain today.
Why is that?
Our country seems to be fighting a war
against Islam all over the world.
The Government would say
it's necessary
to prevent terrorist
attacks here in the UK.
- You don't agree?
- Not really.
I think that's a smokescreen
to hide their real objectives.
Which are?
To control the world's oil reserves.
Would you describe yourself
as anti-American?
No, certainly not.
It's their policies
I've got a problem with,
not the country itself.
I share a flat with an American.
I guess, like him, I'm looking
forward to a change of President.
Are any members of your immediate
family anti-American?
It's better to be completely open,
- Sure.
- if you can.
My sister probably holds
more extreme views than I do
but I wouldn't describe her
as anti-American. No.
How would you describe
your sexuality?
I'm heterosexual.
- Not bisexual?
- No.
Are you sexually active?
I have been,
but I'm not at the moment. No.
How many sexual partners
have you had?
How would you define
"sexual partner"?
Someone with whom you've enjoyed
penetrative sexual intercourse.
I'm not sure "enjoy"
was always the right word
Are you sure you want to do this?
If it's important to you,
I'll give it a go.
Hiya.
In the Koran,
there is something called
a "Covenant of Security".
Very simply,
it states that no Muslim
can take military action
against a country
that gives him sanctuary.
Many Imams tell us
that this means
no British Muslim
can ever take action
on British soil.
My friends, this is not so.
It's true that the Koran provides
a Covenant of Security.
If you flee from persecution,
then you should not strike at
the country that takes you in.
But the law says nothing,
nothing at all about people
born in a country.
For Muslims born in Britain,
who didn't ask to be born here,
there is absolutely
no Covenant of Security,
no prohibition against
military action of any kind.
Were someone,
born in this country,
to contemplate military action here
and of course I'm not
encouraging such action,
I would have to tell him,
as a Muslim scholar,
that there is nothing
in our holy teachings that
would make his action un-Islamic.
I have no problem with
the people of this country.
But if someone wants to attack them,
I have no problem with that either.
For fuck's sakel
What a load of crap!
And how can you agree to do that?
Do what?
Sit behind a screen,
like some bloody servant.
How can any
self-respecting woman do that?
It's because of respect
that they ask us to sit there.
Total bollocks, lapped up by a bunch
of pig-ignorant morons.
All wearing robes because what,
does God find English clothes offensive?
"She's not wearing a headscarf,
the Devil's walked in amongst us".
Calm down, you're over-reacting.
Half those pricks
were ready to strap up Semtex.
It's easy for you
to keep your English cool
but maybe if you'd grown up
in the Middle East like he did,
if your sister had been raped,
your mother tortured
and your father murdered,
maybe you'd feel differently.
In Palestine, there are more English
in front of the bulldozers
to protect Palestinian homes
than Muslims.
More whites marched against the Iraq War
than Muslims. I was there. Were you?
If people don't like it here,
they can leave,
see if they like it
any better in Pakistan--
a military dictatorship, by the way.
What are you doing?
- Where've you been?
- What d'you mean?
Don't give me that. What are you up to?
Relax, I was reading the meter.
Bollocks! Show us your pass.
Fuck's sake!
OK, what's going on here?
- Well done.
- Why a toothbrush?
It's small and portable.
Every home has one
but you need to get right
into the heart
of the house to find it.
- Thanks.
- It's all part of the service.
The family you visited during
your recent surveillance exercise
- Yes.
- They were a Muslim family.
Yes.
How did you feel about that?
Do you mean did I object to it?
I guess I was wondering whether or not
I was getting special treatment
or whether all recruits
were burgling Muslim homes.
If I told you that most
of the families
we have currently
under surveillance were Muslim
would that trouble you?
Not if the intelligence
that identified them was sound.
Sounder than at Forrest Gate,
for example.
Why do you want to work for Ml5,
Mr Wahid?
Because I think there ought to be
more to life than just a fat paycheque,
and because I want
to give something back.
My parents came to this country,
they had nothing,
Britain took them in, fed them,
housed them.
I owe this country everything.
If it wasn't for Britain,
I wouldn't exist.
In my book, that's a debt of honour,
and I intend to repay it.
A lot of your friends
wouldn't agree with you.
I'm not them.
What are you doing in London?
The cuts?
There's a big demo today.
Hello? Is there anyone there?
You are still a student, aren't you?
- Despite your posh suit.
- Job interview.
Right. Didn't know there
were any law firms round here.
They're all over.
D'you guys want a coffee?
Yeah, OK.
- This is Jude, by the way.
- Hi.
This isn't how I expected
to spend tonight.
Well, it's fraternal hospitality
for our sister students from up North.
And brother students.
Guys, d'you want to head on in,
I'll catch up with you in a minute.
All right, man, see you in there.
What?
You tell me.
He's a friend.
You know, when Dad finds out,
he is going to totally flip.
Which is why he's not going to. Ever.
I really like him, Soh.
Please.
Come on, stupid, it's me.
- You and Nasima met up in London?
- That's right.
She spends more time
on the picket line than in lectures.
I don't know how she thinks she's
ever going to qualify as a doctor.
Didn't you tell him?
No.
When I bumped into Nasima,
she was on her way out of St Thomas's.
She and Sab were checking out the job
opportunities, comparing with Leeds.
Smart thing to do.
I've been having a think about
my options for next year as well.
Options?
You've been studying for the Bar
for 3 years. What are you talking about?
I don't feel ready
to join an Inn of Court yet.
I'm going to take
a little longer to consider.
I've enrolled on a post-graduate
course at LSE.
- What?
- I think it's a good idea, Abbu.
It makes him more employable
in the long run, not less.
- Morning, John.
- Morning.
And you'll be in here.
This is you.
- I think you know our Tess?
- Hi.
Hi. Not sure I recognise you
without the uniform!
Tess has kindly agreed to guide you
through your in-house training.
- You're my mentor?
- Afraid so.
You know I didn't imagine it
like this at all.
Did you think there'd be dark corners
and exposed pipework?
A1's in the basement,
that's Gadgets basically.
And then there's A4,
Mobile Surveillance.
The only ones you need
to worry about are A1A and A2A.
They didn't tell you any of this,
did they?
- They didn't tell me anything.
- Classic!
A1A is the Burglars.
You'll be leaving that to the experts
from now on. And this
is A2A - Telephone Taps.
You mean all the bugs
are routed into the building?
- I thought that was done at GCHQ?
- No, we do the domestic stuff in-house.
Who is the British suicide bomber?
He is a second-generation Pakistani,
almost certainly.
He is educated,
possibly highly educated,
born here, reared here,
iPod-owning,
Man United-supporting
In many ways, culturally
indistinguishable from you and me.
He has experienced racism in his yough.
Now he's a man, he's frustrated
that jobs for which his training
and abilities clearly equip him
remain out of reach.
He's confused about his identity,
neither at home
in the land of his fathers
nor properly
accepted as British here.
He's tempted by the wealth and
material comfort the West has to offer,
but wracked with guilt
as a result of that temptation.
Just continuing to live here
feels like a betrayal,
a betrayal compounded by the war
he watches us conducting
against his brothers all over the
Islamic world.
He feels powerless,
angry,
impotent.
Above all, he is seeking,
seeking a community of the faithful,
a band of brothers
which represents purity,
integrity and a return to honour -
seeking a cause which will allow him
to recover his dignity
and escape the dreary reality
of his daily life. And now,
he thinks he's found that cause
Jihad.
Study him.
This is your enemy.
Thank you, Richard.
7th of July 2005.
52 people are killed and 700 injured
when Mohammed Sadiq Khan and his team
explode bombs in four locations
around London.
The next day, 16 further,
unexploded bombs
are found in the boot
of Shehzad Tanweer's car.
Plastic bottles with felt-roofing
nails fixed to the outside,
tips pointing outwards,
designed to rip through flesh. Deadly.
They were left in the car-park
at Luton Station
on the morning of the bombings
with a seven-day parking ticket.
Why?
Who was supposed
to collect those bombs?
That's the question that just about
every person in this department
is currently trying to answer.
Is there a third team out there,
primed to attack in July,
withdrawn at the last moment
for reasons unknown,
ready to attack again
at a time of their choosing?
Not surprisingly, most of the
contacts around the known bombers
have gone cold but we have had
one stroke of luck.
In March 2004,
we foiled an attempt
in the heart of London.
The investigation was
known as Operation Crevice.
The press reported that the ingredients
for a half-tonne fertiliser bomb
were found in a lock-up in Hanwell.
What they didn't know
and couldn't report
was that the team behind the attack
had been under surveillance for weeks.
Somewhere, buried away
in all those mobile-phone intercepts,
was one call, missed at the time,
it has to be said,
to the ring-leader
of the lorry-bomb conspiracy,
from one Mohammed Sadiq Khan.
This is the network
of the Operation Crevice bombers.
Now, I'm convinced that somewhere
in this network
lies the third team.
I'm sure I don't have to explain to you
why it is essential that we find them,
before they are given fresh targets
and reactivated.
That's it.
I'll see you all on Monday.
How are you getting on
with your cover story?
Oh, thanks. I'm keeping
the student thing going for a while.
Beyond that, I haven't given
it much thought to be honest.
You should,
you're going home this weekend.
You're well informed.
Where have you been, Sohail?
- Sorry?
- I'm your girlfriend.
Where have you been?
I've been trying to get hold of you.
- I was in lectures.
- All day? I rang.
Why didn't you pick up?
There's no signal down there.
- No.
- No?
One day, she'll be down there with you
and she'll notice you've got a signal.
Or she'll ring you while you're there
and you'll pick up.
You must have a cover story worked
out for every eventuality.
Practised till no-one can see
the cracks. Not even your girlfriend.
That won't be a problem because
I don't have a girlfriend, currently.
You should get one.
You need a convincing private life.
A man with no life arouses suspicion.
Do you have a girlfriend -
I mean - a boyfriend?
Of course.
Hi, thanks for getting back.
No, I haven't had a chance
to look at it yet.
Guys, you know what,
I'm going to catch you later.
Take care, see you later
Hi.
Hi.
What is it, Sohail?
I just was wondering whether
you're heading to Bradford tomorrow?
- Why?
- Because I'd like to hitch a lift.
Would you mind
if I grab a lift back tomorrow?
You've got a bloody cheek,
you know that?
What is it?
That's my address. Maybe you could
come round before we leave
and meet my parents?
- Are you winding me up?
- Of course not.
I can't turn up
at your house unescorted.
- Your father would think I'm a slut.
- He's not like that.
He really wants to meet you.
I want you to come.
I'm going to grab something from
my room. I'll be down in a minute.
Who are you?
What do you mean, "Who am l"?
This is my bedroom.
Come downstairs,
I'll explain.
They've been here since Thursday.
We weren't allowed to
mention it on the telephone,
- otherwise I would have told you.
- Who are they watching?
Oh, for God's sake.
It's Imran, isn't it?
- Yes, I think so.
- Why did Dad agree?
What was he supposed to do?
They came to the shop.
He should have said no.
He's Sabia's brother.
How can he say no? It's the law.
Anyway, Sabia's already arrested.
Thank you, Mrs Wahid.
- That was really great.
- You're welcome.
- Would you like a top-up?
- Lovely.
Cheers, bud.
Sorry about before,
you took me a bit by surprise.
No problem.
Sorry about the mess
Do you mind if I get some stuff?
Go ahead.
How much longer do you think
you're going to be here?
A couple more days,
hopefully not much longer.
What is he supposed to have done?
I'm afraid that's not something
we can talk about, sir.
Can you believe all this?
- Not really, no.
- What's he been up to?
What makes you think
he's been up to anything?
Cos there's coppers in your bedroom?
Hey, Nas, how's Sab?
She's really down.
They're targeting her
because they can't find Imran.
Maybe you should
cool it a bit with her
while all this shit is going down.
You have no idea, do you?
You just open your mouth
and let the crap flow out of it.
- Nas
- She's on a Control Order.
She's not allowed to see me
or any of her friends
or they send her back to prison.
I've got no choice but to
"cool it with her".
- That's not what I
- Go fuck yourself, Sohail!
No-no-no, listen.
You're stepping in from here.
What advantage have you got
over your opponent?
Get yourself into a stronger position.
Step in, right? Yeah? Step in?
Right? Now do it again.
See?
You should have broken the floor,
no pain no gain. Get on with it.
"No pain no gain"!
I'm gonna try that line on Needa.
You're never going to get
into that girl's knickers.
Yeah, coming from
the great expert on women.
Tariq, stop pissing about, OK?
- Take it seriously or get off the mat.
- Sorry.
- What's going on with Imran?
- What d'you mean?
My bedroom's full of coppers
watching his house
and no-one knows where he is.
What's going on?
You've got to be careful, bro.
- Keep your voice down, yeah?
- Don't be fucking stupid.
- We're OK in the club.
- You can't say that.
You can't trust anyone.
The cops are paying out for information.
They've had him
under surveillance for ages
but they're wasting their time.
- Where's he gone?
- Back home, to train.
Bullshit! Imran?
He's my cousin, Sohail.
I know what I'm talking about.
I didn't know you wore a chain.
It was a present.
Who from? Jude?
Look, Nas, I'm really sorry.
She's my best friend.
- I can't just abandon her.
- Course you can't.
Not that anything I do
makes fuck all difference.
Sab's still under curfew
and I'm still hiding in the garden
with a house full of fucking coppers.
Maybe Imran's right.
Maybe there is a better way.
Right about what?
I thought you said you hadn't seen him.
I haven't.
You're going to be focusing on one
of our most promising new contacts.
He's known as Omar.
His number appears in the link analysis
of Operation Crevice contacts
as well as in a set of numbers
we're in the process
of recovering from another source.
Can't you tell me what that is?
- She can tell you but not to me.
- Oh, sorry.
Don't be. It's for her own protection.
Surveillance Officers
operate in the field.
They prefer not to hold too much
information on how targets are acquired.
Yes, obviously.
No-one expects you
to know this stuff yet.
Clare, why don't you take Sohail
through it?
His mobile is already covered
but what about his home?
- How do you mean?
- Do you think we should cover it?
- You're asking me?
- Absolutely.
- You're the Desk Officer in charge.
- Yeah, I think we should.
OK.
Normally, we'd introduce a fault
on his home phone line.
When he reports it, we fit the bug
while we're carrying out the repair.
- Happy with that?
- Yeah, absolutely.
Good.
Unfortunately, doing anything like this
requires a massive amount of paperwork
so we need to apply
for a warrant to bug
under the Regulation
of Investigatory Powers Act 2000.
Here's the form and here is the Act.
You'll also need to apply for a warrant
to allow us to enter the house
under the Intelligence
Services Act 1994,
and you need to make sure the operation
you're asking Clare to carry out
complies with our
Code of Practice on Surveillance.
Otherwise,
the Intelligence Commissioner
will come down
on you like a tonne of bricks.
Here's is latest annual repport.
Welcome to the wonderful
world of intelligence.
Where you can't fart without filling
out a form!
Stop it. OK.
So that was 1.30?
Sajid.
How long have you known him?
All my life.
We were at school together.
And he's a member
of your martial arts club?
That's right.
We're both part-time instructors.
Has he ever mentioned Omar to you?
Omar is Matloob Mahmoud
Hussein, right?
I don't think so.
They've got the same surname
but that's pretty common round us
and he's never mentioned a relative
called Matloob to me before.
We've spoken about
his cousin, Imran lqbal,
- but only because he's my neighbour.
- Iqbal's your neighbour?
Yes, that's right.
He's under surveillance.
Special Branch are using my bedroom
to keep an eye on him.
I assumed you knew.
What else did Sajid say?
Nothing.
He said the police
are wasting their time
because Imran
has gone back to Pakistan.
He asked me to come round to his
house to watch some videos from Iraq.
What kind of videos?
- Did you watch them?
- No.
I know, said like this,
it all sounds very sinister
but you've got to understand,
where I come from, people watch
these kind of videos all the time.
Their relatives send them over
or they get them off the internet.
It's low-level fight-back.
It doesn't mean they're terrorists.
Idea that Imran's gone to an Al-Qaeda
training camp, it's just a joke.
I mean if you knew the guy -
he's a grade-A prat.
Obviously, as soon as I saw Sajid's name
on the Crevice net, I reported it.
You're probably right.
Just because he appears
in the link analysis
doesn't necessarily
mean he's involved.
Perhaps you could keep
a watching brief,
report anything further that you hear.
You remember the other source
I mentioned for Omar?
The one
I couldn't discuss in front of Clare?
See Dave Phipps in the basement.
He'll walk you through it.
Right.
Are you OK?
No, not really. No.
Come through here.
You think Horne was out of order.
I just turned in one of my oldest mates
and what do I get in return for it?
A bollocking from Headmaster.
No, I don't think that's very fair,
you know?
Do you think you can continue?
Yeah, I can continue,
but this isn't easy.
By asking me to keep an eye on Sajid,
he's asking me
to shit on my own doorstep.
That's a bit different from spotting
his name on a screen and reporting it.
And you wouldn't mind a little
understanding of how difficult it is?
- Don't patronise me, Tess.
- I'm not.
At least I didn't mean to.
You guys knew what you
were getting when you hired me.
Sorry.
Hey, Nas, what's up?
- Where are you?
- I'm in London, what's the matter?
Sabia died.
What?
How?
She committed suicide.
My God, Nas
Nas, why didn't you call me?
I did. It went to voicemail.
I need to see you, Soh.
Can you come home?
What's that noise?
I can't talk right now,
I got to call you back in two minutes.
Nas, are you OK?
I'm fine.
I'll call you right back, OK?
Sure.
Everything OK?
A friend of my sister's died
unexpectedly.
Do you need somewhere
to make a private call?
- No, I'll call her back later.
- Sure?
Dave Phipps?
Basement?
- This way, right?
- Yeah.
Hi, it's Nasima. I can't get
to the phone so leave a message.
Hey, Nas, it's me.
Call me back, all right?
Oh, Bob!
- There you go.
- Cheers.
Just through here.
You're honoured.
This is the Crown Jewels.
What is it?
This is Mohammed Sadiq Khan's
mobile phone, or what's left of it.
We recovered it from Sadiq's body.
He kept hold of it?
You're misunderstanding me. It was
imbedded six inches inside his torso.
The only reason
it survived the blast.
The explosion caused a localised
electromagnetic pulse
and most of the chip's circuitry
was wiped.
But we are beginning
to make progress
- on the SIM card.
- Is that it?
So Omar's mobile number
was found on that, was it?
In the address book
but not in the recent calls list.
Could you see
if a Sajid Hussein's number
turns up in either list?
Here's his number.
OK, I'll take a look.
But tell Horne not to hold his breath.
There are 400 Desk Officers
and they all want
their pet hunches
checked into this baby.
What's that?
That
as far as I can tell,
is the last text message
sent by Mohammed Sadiq Khan
before boarding the train.
Does that say "Osama"?
Actually, we think it's "Usama".
You'll have to ask Horne.
We just extract it.
You guys have to figure it out.
Match!
Cheers, mate.
Sorry about the shoulder.
You were all over the place, bro.
What happened?
- I got distracted. Where's Sajid?
- I dunno.
Right, I'm gonna go get a coffee.
D'you want one?
- Yup?
- Three coffees please, mate.
In second place,
with a silver medal,
Sohail Wahid.
Well done, Sohail.
I'll need to hang on to this
for you, bro. Keep it safe.
Yeah, safe as in
you never see it again!
- Who are you texting?
- My sister. She keeps ignoring me.
- When am I gonna meet her?
- Never. Give it back, nobhead!
No, cos you'll lose it down there in
your "stoodent accommodation".
Who was that bunch of jokers
you were talking to through my fight?
Shit!
Cops.
Pull over, man.
- I am!
- Were you speeding?
Just 80 miles per hour, OK?
- Name?
- Sajid Hussein.
Is this your vehicle?
Yes.
I have reason to believe
you've been drinking.
We're Muslims, man.
We don't drink.
- I'm not talking to you.
- Just take it easy, take it easy.
And those
I'm a law student. I know
we have the right to make a call.
You have been arrested under
the Terrorism Act. You've no rights.
- I thought it was drunk driving?
- Want to argue about it, Paki fuck?
Hey, hey, you come
this way, love, come on.
Look, I need to speak to you
What the hell are you doing?!
Fucking 'ell!
Somebody did, yeah.
I think it was Tony.
He's still downstairs
- And I'm not your sodding skivvy!
- Fuck off!
We need to talk.
You're making a big mistake.
You can do all the talking
you want in here.
Take those off him, please.
Thanks.
You want us to go?
Yes, please.
Apology accepted!
The Branch had the jujitsu contest
down as a covert meet for jihadists.
People are being pulled in
all over the Midlands.
But we knew nothing about it?
I'm sure someone somewhere did.
You do realise
this is the problem, don't you?
You got innocent Muslims
getting pulled over for no reason
and then pinned up against
the wall and called a Paki fuck
by a racist piece of shit that should
never be in uniform to start with!
Fuck's sake,
it's such a fucking cliche!
This is exactly why people
are getting radicalised, yeah?
Next time you ask for intelligence
they'll go "fuck yourself".
I'm sorry, I got here as soon
as I saw your name on the system.
But what if I didn't have
my own tame
Ml5 officers
to come and bail me out?
What then?
I'd still be banged up in there
with my mates, shitting myself.
Ask the Branch to interview the others,
so they don't get suspicious.
Sure.
How did you get on, by the way?
I take it you're not talking
about my silver medal?
Means nothing to me
but I'll get it checked out.
You should stay close to them.
An arrest can spook a subject,
get them to call a contact,
move explosives.
Right.
Is that your girlfriend?
You told me to get one, remember?
Let's get out of this shithole.
- All right, Shaz?
- Just get me home, would you?
Can you trust him?
Who, Sohail?
- What are you on about?
- I went to school with him!
Yeah, but he lives in London.
He could he an informer.
Look, if I can't trust him,
I can't trust anyone, OK?
Do you recognise the other voice?
No, I don't.
When was this surveillance started?
After you told us about the videos.
- Who authorised it?
- Horne.
Right, I need to speak to him,
right now.
Do Ml5 want me
as a Desk Officer or a stooge?
- Sohail
- Was that arrest a set-up?
Straight answer?
No, it wasn't.
You haven't been with us long
so you're not used to it.
This is how one hand
doesn't know what the other's doing.
I'm way out on a limb here.
I'm fucking over people who trust me.
I give you my word.
Being arrested is
an occupational hazard in this job.
We rely on Special Branch for a lot
of our leg work, but relations are
far from ideal.
You're exactly the kind of person
we're desperate to recruit, Sohail.
We wouldn't piss you away on a one-off,
peripheral investigation.
If you remember, you originally
drew Sajid to our attention.
As one of my oldest friend.
If he's a jihadist,
what makes you sure I'm not?
Maybe you've recruited a sleeper?
Did you ever think about that?
Sorry, it's my father.
- Pork or fish?
- Fish, please.
- Sorry?
- Fish, please.
Is it the first time
you come to Rawalpindi?
No, I used to come here
when I was a boy.
It doesn't change, sir.
No.
It's OK, Ammi. It's OK, I'm here now.
Come inside.
Majid, bring his bag.
No, thanks.
What did your father tell you?
Nothing. He told me Mum and Nasima
were out here, which I didn't know
and that Nasima had disappeared.
He booked me a ticket on the next flight
and said Mum'd explain everything.
You knew Nasima had a boyfriend?
No, I didn't.
Neither did we.
His name is Jude.
I think they met at their university.
And?
He's black.
Black Muslim?
I see.
And Dad found out?
Nol She told us herself.
About a week ago.
Your dad was upset, obviously.
So you dragged her here
to find a husband.
- Did she come willingly?
- Yes.
It's prehistoric.
She's British,
you can't do this kind of thing.
Why didn't you tell me?
Well
Actually, it was going
quite well, Sohail.
She seemed to like
some of the young
men we introduced her to.
But then,
two nights ago,
her boyfriend arrived.
- What, he just turned up here?
- Yes.
- And they ran off together?
- No.
When he arrived, Majid
Some of Nasima's cousins were here
There was a fight.
Jude was hurt
and Nasima was very upset.
She ran off into the night
and we haven't seen her since.
And is he still here?
My God, what have you done to him?
Are you OK?
I'm Sohail, Nasima's older brother.
- Can you get me out of here?
- For God's sake, open the door.
My brothers and I have already
checked everywhere.
Could you pull over, please?
- What, here?
- Yes, thanks.
- It's not a safe part of town.
- We'll take our chances.
I'm sorry.
I had to pretend I didn't know you.
It's fine.
Let me see.
See what?
Just let me do it,
I'm the medical student.
- We won't find her, are we?
Not if she doesn't want us to.
Didn't she give you any kind of clue?
We only spoke for two seconds
before they jumped me.
It was brave of you to come.
She rang me a few days ago,
did she tell you?
- No.
- She asked me to come home.
I could tell she was upset
about Sabia but I was
I was busy and I didn't try hard enough
to get back in touch with her.
I couldn't be arsed to drive
two hours up the motorway
but you came halfway round the world
because you knew she was in trouble.
I thought I was never
going to see her again.
Hi. It's me.
Have you found her?
Not yet.
We've only just started looking.
The situation's a bit complicated
Talk to the British High Commission.
- I've made a couple of calls.
- Thanks, I will.
You know,
that would never have occurred to me.
Why not?
It's what they're for.
I don't know. It's just they don't
seem to be for people like me.
Could you come in now, Mr Wahid?
- I've had the call from London.
- Thanks.
This is Inspector Hafeez
of the Rawalpindi police.
Perhaps you might like to sit down,
Mr Wahid?
I'm afraid the Inspector
has some very bad news for you.
- She's dead?
- I'm afraid so, yes.
Her body has been found
by the side of the road,
15 kilometres from your Aunt's house.
How did she die?
- There'll have to be an autopsy
- But tell me what you know now.
It's hard to be sure.
An attempt has been made
to burn the body
but it looked as she
has been robbed and
Go on.
She may have been interfered with.
We're pretty sure that she's been there
since the night she ran away.
Inspector Hafeez may need
to obtain a DNA sample,
from your mother,
to confirm identity
but there's not much doubt.
The clothes that she was wearing
were those that she was wearing
when she was reported missing.
If she's been there
since the night she
left,
why has she only been found now?
The killer buried the body,
partially.
I want to see her.
I honestly don't think
that would be very wise.
- She's badly mutilated, you see
- I don't care. I want to see her.
Is this your sister, Mr Wahid?
If it is your wish,
we would like to bury Nasima here,
in your mother's village.
Nasima was British.
She'll be buried in Bradford,
which is where she belonged.
It's this fucking country
and that backwards Paki mentality
that's killed her.
I'm taking her home.
Your Omar
has been driving me bonkers.
He watches Breakfast TV.
He goes out for ten minutes,
comes back and makes coffee
so maybe he bought milk.
He rings his mother,
she misses him and has a bad back.
He watches daytime TV
for nearly two hours!
He listens to some hip-hop,
he rings his Mum again
to remind her to take her pills.
He rings the speaking clock!
He's either a saint
or the most boring man in Britain.
Or wants us to think he is.
What's he doing now?
Watching Will And Grace.
You'd better get up here.
What's going on?
There's been a breakthrough.
Horne's going to make an
announcement.
As you know,
ahead of the July bombings,
Mohammed Sadiq Khan and his group
are known to have taken part
in a paint-balling session in Bradford.
This is the only reliable connection
we have been able to establish
between the 7/7 bombers,
prior to their meeting
on the day itself.
That's thought to have played
a crucial part in the planning
of the London attack.
Now,
thanks to some painstaking work
by our computer mappers,
we have uncovered
a second paint-balling session -
two months prior to the first one.
Three of the July bombers have
been reliably placed at this meet.
Khan, Tanweer and Hussain,
together with seven new names.
Now, two of these names
have shown up
on the Operation Crevice net.
The rest are unknown to us.
Five completely clean skins.
Gentlemen!
I think we have our third team!
Isn't this a bit over the top? It's just
a bloody paint-balling session.
They're really popular in Bradford.
Al-Qaeda love anniversaries.
Think of the date.
In two days' time, it'll be
the sixth anniversary of 9/11.
Who is it?
Someone you'll have heard of.
- Abid Nasar.
- You're joking.
He grew up just round the corner
from me in Bradford.
He made 28 calls to the bombers' mobiles
just before the 7/7 attacks.
We're working on the assumption
he was the planner.
I thought he was being held
in the States?
Good.
That's how we want it to remain.
Where are we?
You're not cleared to know.
I'd guess somewhere
in Eastern Europe, maybe Poland?
Not far out.
He's been showing some
resistance to interrogation.
Given the date
and this latest development,
we've had to move quicker
than we would have liked.
Don't be alarmed.
How's he reacted to the new names?
There's been some recognition,
but we need a bit more time
for it to really bed in.
Why don't you talk to him?
A moment, please.
Did that make you feel uncomfortable?
Not really.
I saw a man with information
that might allow us
to intercept a team of bombers
and save hundreds of lives.
I thought you might have
seen a bloke from your home town
being beaten up by a bunch of whites.
Nasar's a bigot.
Bigotry's destroying British Muslims.
It destroyed my sister.
I just wanted to let you know,
we've been diverted
to Leeds-Bradford.
Thanks.
R4 has tied one of the clean skins
to the purchase of a small amount
of ammonium nitrate in Shipley.
Horne's shifting the team
up to a temporary war-room
at Leeds-Bradford Airport.
- Has that ever happened before?
- Not while I've worked here.
Extremely top brass.
Come on. Let's grab some
sleep while we still can.
Wouldn't it be easier
to stay with your family?
I'm not seeing much
of my family at the moment.
I was beaten like that once.
When?
I was still at school.
I was 13, needed ten stitches.
We all got it, one way or another.
Turned my sister
into a political activist
What did it do to you?
It made me wish
I had blonde hair and blue eyes.
And that I didn't have to
wake up every morning before dawn
and recite verses from the Koran
in a language I didn't understand.
Be like everyone else.
Have a dad that was kind,
took me to football
Really sorry about your sister,
Sohail.
You shouldn't try to be someone else.
You should be proud of who you are,
what you've achieved,
what you will achieve.
I think you're lovely.
I didn't know you smoked.
Only at moments of stress.
Well, now you've fucked
your trophy Muslim.
And you've fucked your trophy blonde.
Penny for them?
Thanks.
Up all night?
- Yeah, sort of.
- Me too.
I've been listening to Shahid Abbas.
He got up at six and packed a bag.
Mobile Surveillance have him now.
Good to be up here,
nearer home?
Home's Lahore.
I can't stand Yorkshire.
Anything from Omar before you left?
Not really. Still ringing
his mother twice a day.
I did hear something
quite interesting though,
just before I left.
But not from Omar.
It were in the output
from your friend Sajid.
- What did he say?
- Weren't him,
it were the bloke he were talking to.
He said something
about the mother of Usama.
- "Usama"?
- Yeah.
- What were his exact words?
- I'm not sure.
The tape was pretty unclear
and we were packing up.
- Hello?
- Hi, Dave. Sohail.
Did that phone number I gave you
turn up on Mohammed Sadiq Khan's
mobile phone?
No, l"m afraid not.
- I would have rung you.
- So he never rang Sajid?
Not as far as we can tell.
You know the last text message?
Could the word before Usama
be "mother"?
No, I don't think so.
More likely to be a 'U' and an 'M'.
Right, no worries, it's just a hunch.
Sorry Dave, are you still there?
Did you say a U and an M?
- That's right.
- Hang on a second, please?
The guy talking to Sajid,
he wasn't speaking any Arabic?
Some Arabic, mostly Urdu.
When he said "mother of Usama",
he said.
"Umm Usama".
Could the word be Umm? U-M-M?
I'm sorry to interrupt, but
I really think you should hear this.
Mohammed Sadiq Khan uses the phrase
"Mother of Usama"
in his last text message.
Now exactly the same phrase
turns up in a taped conversation
involving my friend Sajid Hussein.
This is a guy with relatives
who've gone overseas to train,
who is having covert meetings
at the Jujitsu competition.
I think we should close the airports.
- What?!
- I think someone's coming in.
That would be a really big step,
Sohail.
Shahid Abbas has been tracked as
far as Nottingham.
Today's the anniversary.
We're almost
at full stretch trying to
Osama's mother
condemns her son's actions
and is living in Saudi Arabia.
Not "Osama's Mother",
"Umm Usama", the mother of Usama,
the "mother of the Lion".
We found a couple of
references on the web,
to a woman who calls herself
Umm Usama.
She was assembling
a team of female fighters.
They were set up
in memory of Wafa Idris
who blew herself up
in Jerusalem in 2002.
Basically, they're Al-Qaeda's
female suicide bombers,
but all the people
we're tracking are men.
What else do they say
in the conversation?
It's hard to make out.
I could have another go.
If you are not going to close the ports,
at least reinstate full-time
surveillance on Sajid.
I just don't have
the resources right now.
If you can get the information
by less intensive means,
you're welcome to do so.
It's too much of a coincidence.
Why would they both use
exactly the same phrase?
You could check the
latest output on Omar.
Sajid first cropped up
as part of his contact net.
If you could find a similar
reference in Omar's linen,
Horne might take you more seriously.
The bug's still live.
- I'll get it routed up here.
- Thanks.
Anything?
Just music.
I keep thinking I'm hearing voices,
but it's probably just the telly.
Terrible taste.
Shit! Put them onl
Sounds like a child?
,.. 15 minutes one tower.
- He's talking about the Twin Towers.
- No, listen again.
He talks about a tower,
then something else
' One tower
two towers '
The two towers, not the twin towers.
It sounds like he's comparing them.
It's just background chat.
There's nothing we can act on.
- You look wrecked!
- Thanks.
So would you if you'd been watching
Shahid Abbas for 36 hours straight.
The visual surveillance on Omar,
is it still in place?
I doubt it. Everything was pulled
to focus on the clean skins.
- Would you mind checking?
- Sure.
It was stood down at 11am
the day before yesterday.
- Could I see the last report?
- Yeah, be my guest.
By the way, there's footage.
- I found the log.
- What does that look like to you?
A woman with a key that doesn't fit.
Is she mentioned in the log?
She goes round the back
and doesn't reappear.
Here it is. "0945, unidentified IC4
female arrives with suitcase".
It's probably a relative visiting.
This guy never has any visitors,
that's what we know about him.
Is there any entry for her leaving?
No, that's pretty much the last entry
before surveillance was terminated.
It might help if you told me
what you were looking for.
I'm not sure.
Is that Holme Wood?
Holme Wood?
This isn't Bradford, Sohail.
Omar's one
of the Operation Crevice contacts.
That's Limehouse.
You know, Canary Wharf?
- Hi.
- Where are you?
We're getting the order
to move any minute.
- I'm on my way to London.
- What?!
I've got a lead on a possible target.
Sohail, I told you, desk officers
don't do this stuff themselvesl
Horne told me to stand it up
by less intensive means.
- That's what I'm doing.
- Yes, but he didn't mean
Look, I'll call you back, OK?
Hi, is Tess there? It's Sohail.
They're on the move. She'll be out of
contact for a few more minutes.
OK. Thanks.
What are you doing in London?
Hi, where are you?
I'm at Canary Wharf.
We've got them. The whole Third
in a house in Nottingham.
The target was the Birmingham NEC.
Get back before Horne
sees you're gone.
Multiple targets, Tess.
Al-Qaeda hit multiple targets
simultaneously. It's their trademark.
One main attack
and another off the radar?
What are the cornerstones
of Al-Qaeda targeting?
Honour the anniversaries
sacred to the cause,
generate maximum media attention,
hit the Crusader nations where
it hurts - their economies.
I'm standing in the bloody
engine room of London's economy.
Sohail, we did it, it's over!
I can't call out a full-scale alert
based on something you think you
heard Omar say in a gap in the music.
They'd want a spectacular.
What can one suicide bomber
do in Canary Wharf?
There aren't enough people
out in the open.
Look, just trust me,
press the button. I've got to go.
Nasima, don't!