Spooks s01e06 Episode Script

I want you and Maisie in my flat and in my life.
Officially, we're the security service.
Unofficially, we prefer MI5 or simply 5.
Dependents can sometimes be at risk.
Have you any idea how horrible these things sound?.
Tessa's running phantom agents.
I think I'll kill him.
Now I'm involved.
- You're despicable.
- I'm in love.
- How are we doing?.
- Nearly there.
- She not happy?.
- I want her to feel safe.
You think someone will come for you?.
Any of them can come for us.
Security's in the mind.
You wanted Fort Knox, you got it.
- What have you done to my front door?.
- Wellreinforced steel.
Works with a swipe card.
State of the art.
You will not find this in Banham anytime soon.
It's all in the strip.
We'll keep a spare set in the lockers.
This is the business.
Universal swipe.
Central locking - all doors and windows.
Security glass.
Think BMW in Jo'burg.
Come inside a sec.
Check it out.
Windows, French doors, even the roof access - all fail-safe.
All through this key.
I hope this works.
She's a great person.
- I know.
How reliable is this strip?.
- Ah.
Sorry, mate.
Watch this.
- (LOCKS THUD) - Would I give you anything but the best?.
- Hold your nose.
Back.
Good girl.
- (KNOCKING) - Yuk! - Should help.
(MAISIE COUGHS) I didn't mean to let you in.
My hand slipped.
Take this.
- New front door key.
- At the Hilton, are you?.
I know how you feel about living with me and being safe, so I've changed things.
Come back, please.
You can't stay here.
Go and have a look.
Please.
Swipe it through the slot, light goes green, you're in.
Coming out, it's the same.
OK?.
Go and see, please.
- I'd rather you showed me.
- I will, but - But?.
- But - But I have a very important project on now.
- What is it?.
Are you going to do some spying?.
- Be careful.
- I will.
(DEEP BREATHING) Right.
- Go ahead.
- Hello.
This is Jodie from the Sovereign Guest House in Ealing.
I need an urgent credit card check on a Mr Patrick McCann.
One moment.
- Encrypting red channel.
- This is urgent.
McCann, Patrick.
Commander in splinter Republican group.
Active service unit leader for years.
and two security service operatives.
Why?.
- (DOORBELL) - He's ringing the doorbell.
- You went over Tom's head.
- He wasn't here.
- Tom handles McCann.
- I had to act at once.
- You let a terrorist into a safe house.
- He said Asabiyah.
It isn't about Ireland.
The consequences could be horrendous.
Things will have to be sterilized.
Safe houses closed down.
Housekeepers retired.
This could push the budget to the brink.
You've called the cavalry?.
Special Branch will be there in six minutes.
- By tram?.
- Six minutes is fast.
He'll be gone and all we'll be left with is the smell of sulfur.
- This is live?.
- Yes, sir.
Did you want a cup of tea? I want to exchange information and a favor.
What's that?.
A grenade.
I'll have to talk to the landlord.
You will.
Tell him I know what Asabiyah's been planning in the Sudan.
- I don't think he'd believe you.
- Well, he'd better! What they're planning affects him and his employer in a big way.
This is a SIM card.
Stick it in the mobile phone.
Call the number in the book between - You said you wanted a favor in return.
- Brave woman.
- Do you want to say what it is? - That's for the landlord.
Let me out of here now.
- How did he know about the safe house?.
- Never underestimate Patrick McCann.
This is information from a highly suspect source.
Not all of you have been "need to know" about Asabiyah.
Tom?.
Asabiyah is an ultra-extremist cell hiding in the Sudan - a fragment from Al Qaeda.
The group's been yellow tagged.
MPs, Foreign Office, most of Downing Street and the press do not know the group exists.
No knowledge, no leaks.
Asabiyah are some of Bin Laden's most loyal followers - believed to be behind both US embassy bombings in 2000.
They're impenetrable.
They work in couples, family units.
How do you catch brothers that write nothing down?.
A CIA agent got near, then his genitals were posted to the US embassy in Paris.
Ouch.
But Asabiyah has shown no interest in planning action in the UK yet.
- Mostly India, Indonesia.
- All chip in.
- I think it's real.
McCann wants to trade.
- Trade what?.
- Must be big to walk in.
- Even with a grenade.
If there's danger of an Asabiyah attack on the UK, we have to act.
- He risked his life.
He has something.
- And he knows Asabiyah exists.
- So what do we do?.
- We try and deal with him.
- Come on! Group dynamics.
- Too dangerous.
- Why?.
- He's way ahead.
Calling the shots.
- It's our job to catch up.
- I agree.
- I agree with Zoe.
- We do nothing?.
We set up the meeting with McCann and we kill him.
- This isn't Guatemala.
- Let me rephrase for faint hearts.
We bring about a curtailment of his continuing existence.
Hand McCann to the IRA?.
You know what they do with people who split from them.
Let his old comrades beat him up and we get the truth about Asabiyah.
We liaise with the Provos whilst they torture a suspect?.
- We have an officer liaising with them.
- This is grotesque.
- Grotesque is trusting McCann.
- You're out of your depth.
He asked for an officer who knows Asabiyah.
If it concerns them, it's critical.
This is not the truth.
It's their truth.
We have no way of verifying it.
- Precisely why I need to meet him.
- Not you.
I know enough about Asabiyah.
No one else does.
I want a collective decision.
We have to be at one on this.
I say we burn him.
- McCann's an old dog.
You won't get him.
- I'm an old dog too.
Danny?.
- Meet him.
See what he's offering.
- Even if it's contaminated?.
- Tessa?.
- We can't afford not to.
- Zoe?.
- Meet.
So be it.
Tom.
If you get to McCann, no deals.
Nothing.
This is strictly information gathering.
I just hope you know what kind of a bastard we're dealing with.
Go north on the A11 in a white Ford Mondeo till the trip meter reads 68.
5.
Go up the works unit road.
Cross the field.
I'll meet you there.
Dress for the country.
- T essa gave you money.
- I didn't know why.
- To shut you up! - I don't know.
Maybe it's part of something bigger.
An op.
A big op.
- Maybe it's a test.
Maybe she's testing me.
- It's a scam.
A senior officer running false agents and trousering the cash.
- You must tell Harry.
- I know.
So do it now.
- I've left it too long.
- Here we go.
The meet is rural.
Tomorrow afternoon.
Isolated.
Complicated.
Plenty of open ground, so no backup.
- We'll send a messenger.
Wire them.
- You can hang back, listening.
- Prompt him on Asabiyah.
- He'll check for wires.
I'll need a white Mondeo.
- (IN IRISH GAELIC) Davy Crockett, I presume.
- (IN IRISH GAELIC) King of the wild frontier.
Keep it English.
No use drawing attention to ourselves.
You're joking?.
Anyone seeing this will think we're in some porn video.
- You picked the spot.
Let's walk.
- Let's not.
I guess this wasn't easy for you, Mr Crockett.
Had to pull a few strings?.
- I know I certainly did.
- Something like that.
The secrecy's for my benefit as well.
Some people would fry me balls in batter.
- Suddenly grown a conscience?.
- I'll tell you what it feels like.
- Rich.
- It's the same for us, you know.
I don't like breathing the same air as you either.
- You follow?.
- Asabiyah?.
We've had a minor corporate cash-flow problem, thanks to certain recent events.
So we've been freelancing.
A bit of management consultancy.
A few hard lads down in Columbia, the odd mercenary in Somalia.
Then we get a call from a couple of hardnuts in the Sudan.
Needed a how-to on some anti-tank weaponry - state of the art, the dog's bollocks.
We sent some lads over, but we weren't taking chances, so we had them checked out.
They'd kill you as quick as look at you.
Nothing new to speak oftill last week.
Another check, and suddenly there's this very detailed aerial schematic of a large-scale Brit facility.
A power station.
A nuclear power station.
Sefton B.
They do what I think they're going to do and Ireland's uninhabitable for 200 years, not to mention everything north of Bristol.
Not that we'd miss Wales.
Don't look at me like that.
This is a holy war.
These boys are serious.
When a man with my experience tells you that, you should listen.
They scare the shite out of me.
- You could disincentivize them.
- Kill them?.
Great minds think alike, Davy.
Sadly, my branch chief had other ideas.
Wanted his money up front.
By the time he realized he was an eejit, they were on their way.
So I came to yous.
For help.
Do what I ask and you'll get it all - names, routes, dates, everything.
We've got access.
We've got trust.
Jesus, Mr Crockett, I'm your man in the Sudan.
When did they leave?.
They're already here?.
How much money do you want?.
- Money's not our only concern.
- What do you want?.
Today's Tuesday.
I want a blind eye kept till sunrise Thursday.
We're doing a bit of business and we want you out of it.
No police, no Special Branch, no uniforms.
But only 30 hours.
Special offer.
This is just a technical matter, but how can we trust you?.
We can't turn our backs to a terrorist outrage.
Trusting your enemy's a fine art, Mr Crockett.
We're not planning a terrorist outrage.
Our country's on the line here too.
New SIM card.
Call the number in the book between 16.
51 and 1700 tonight.
- Nine minutes.
Then I dump the phone.
- Why the rush?.
- Why do you think?.
- It's soon?.
You'd better get back in your car.
Do we have a deal?.
Unfair, really.
You know my name and I know yours ain't Davy bloody Crockett.
Call me Dave.
This is contaminated truth.
It's a hook.
If we turn a blind eye to McCann's activities for the next 30 hours, we will be trading a certain attack by a Republican cell for a fantasy about Sefton B.
I disagree.
The stakes are too high.
A known dissident IRA commander coming on his own to a safe house, follows up with a meeting, keeping his word about backup.
Tom, we both know that the word of the IRA is as permanent as a fart in a wind machine.
- We have no choice.
- Tessa's right.
We have to deal.
We have a potential moral horror here and I prefer facts.
Danny, Zoe, how vulnerable is Sefton B?.
What kind of anti-tank weapon could Asabiyah have?.
- Right.
- We do have one ace in the hole.
Tom, when you met McCann you did have backup.
They followed you and then followed him - all the way to his hideaway.
We now have a dissident IRA commander under surveillance.
He's over here on his evil business.
He must be stopped.
That's what will happen.
There will be no deals with Patrick McCann.
Zoe, call.
- Where are you?.
- I'm almost there.
Get me an urgent appointment with the DG and cover for me for an hour.
You and Danny do as Harry told you.
Find out about that weapon.
- When's Tom due?.
- Not for an hour or so.
I've been to Sefton B.
That place is well hard.
Four reactors, two reprocessing plants, Britain's main plutonium stocks.
- It's protected.
- It's not the main site I'm worried about.
Area D421.
It houses 20 tanks containing liquid high-level radioactive waste.
A breach in one tank would release a cloud - No wonder the Irish have been up in arms.
- They've got concrete three meters thick.
You can't do anything except from the air.
Normally half these tanks are empty, but there's been a glut and they're all full.
Two of the intermediate level tanks have the thinnest concrete - about a meter - so they're being refurbished - in particular, the roof.
To hit the roof, you'd need something to fly up and strike straight down.
Most mobile anti-tank units fly direct.
They do not have a top-attack mode.
So some do, then?.
I'll call the MOD.
Mr Quinn, the DG thinks that it's best he doesn't see you - This is a matter of national - Please! Let me finish.
Best he doesn't actually see you.
However, at the moment, there is a window.
Would you follow me?.
I'll just take your blood pressure.
Yes, Doctor.
Get on with it.
I haven't got all day.
(CLEARS THROAT) So you're here to complain about your superior in the service?.
- Yes.
I never thought I would.
- If he's going doolally then needs must.
- Sir, this is difficult for me.
- Don't emote! You're here to gripe.
- No.
- I don't listen to gripes.
That's why this meeting is not taking place.
- Open wide and say ah.
- Ah.
- You believe the Irishman?.
- Yes.
- Why?.
- Three reasons.
The risk he's taking by talking to us, the credibility of his story and what is at stake.
If we give them 30 hours clear of surveillance, what do you think they'll do?.
- Keep their word.
- No.
That is what you want.
As the KGB used to say, "Hope for the best, expect the worst.
" - What is your worst fear in this scenario?.
- They launch an attack on the mainland.
So we prevent a greater outrage - a possibility - by allowing a lesser - a certainty.
- Yes, sir.
- A moral twister.
Terrible thing to decide.
The art of dealing with your enemy is a fine thing.
Do you enjoy such decisions?.
No.
If you don't, you've no business in the service.
I'm going to overrule Harry.
Call Rosie when it's done and I'll deal with Harry for you.
Thank you.
Now it's finger up my prostate time, so I'd be grateful if you could leave.
Work phone.
We've put McCann's SIM card in here.
- How long do we have?.
- Four minutes to cutoff.
OK.
Stay close.
Recording.
- Davy Crockett? - King of the wild frontier.
- Cutting it fine, aren't you? - I'm gonna give you my mobile number.
When he'll give us the information on Sefton B.
- They say.
- He says.
I believe him.
(PHONE BUZZES) - Hello.
- It's done.
Thank you.
Brace for impact.
Tom Quinn.
- You went over my head to the DG.
- I took a decision.
The wrong one.
GCHQ have just picked up a "pay as you go" mobile key word.
Irish splinter group plans to hit Broad Street station tomorrow, rush hour, a bomb.
MOD flash.
Five pounds of Semtex gone walkies from a shipment in Newcastle.
MO's Patrick McCann's group.
And this is the man you trusted.
You went over my head.
I'm going over yours.
No deals.
We are going to stop that bomb.
Smooth bureaucracy away from now on.
Total communication.
We group-hug this one or we all fall down.
- I said no contact.
- There hasn't been.
So why did you put a tail on me? Took me a bloody hour to shake them.
I didn't want it.
Sadly, my branch chief had other ideas.
Problems upstairs, Davy? You said no acts of terror.
You're hitting Broad Street station.
Keep to the agreement.
You said no acts of terror.
There's no such thing as terrorism in wartime.
We're striking back, right at your throat.
We're back in business in a big way.
- No warni ng?.
- The rules have changed.
The gloves are off.
Try and stop us and the deal is dead and damn the consequences for all of us! I know you thi nk your boss is a littleemotional over Irish matters Well, I am, and for the good of this team I'd like to explain why.
I was in Ireland in 1978.
My best friend was a man named Bill Crombie.
We found ourselves in a rebel pub looking for an IRA brigade commander.
Terrible mistake.
I left.
He stayed.
Bravado.
They shoved him in the boot of a car.
I could do nothing.
I had no phone, no weapon.
They dumped his body two weeks later.
Hard to identify a body, most of which has been burnt away with a blowtorch.
The brigade commander's name was Patrick McCann.
This has informed my judgment on this matter.
I trust you understand.
- Yes.
- Yes, Harry.
Absolutely, Harry.
- Yes.
- Thank you.
They will blow up one of the busiest stations in London unless we stop them.
They haven't given us enough about Sefton B.
If we stop them, they'll withdraw.
If we do not stop the bomb, it will explode.
We've been in this situation before.
A source tips us off about a bomb.
Stopping the bomb compromises the source.
Letting it explode could stop 20 others.
It's a balance sheet of risks.
- Lesser evil stops greater evil.
- You think this?.
- Yes.
- Even when the greater evil may be fiction?.
- It's a chance we have to take.
- Not on my watch.
The bomb does not go off.
- Maybe he's right.
- Or he's flipped.
- Do not talk about Harry like that.
- He could have warped judgment.
Drop it, Zoe.
We have to stop Sefton B even if there's the remotest chance.
We're going to.
Zoe, you're going to rewrite Special Ops on how we're stopping McCann and his bomb for Harry's eyes.
- Fiction for Harry?.
- He must think we're stopping the bomb.
Just make it watertight.
Harry is not an easy man to lie to.
- No.
I can imagine.
- Danny.
The weapon.
We need the make and model.
I've been screaming at the MOD but they're snobby bastards.
Then scream louder.
We have to know what weapon they're going to use.
Are we running an MI5 inside MI5 here?.
Two projects: one real, one decoy.
Decoy goes to Harry.
Reality stays here.
We have the DG's blessing.
No one here likes this, so let's get it over with.
Anything at all, call my mobile.
Say the word "bureaucracy" if Harry's in earshot.
- If we stop the blast, McCann cuts us off.
- We won't stop it, we'll smother it.
No overt action.
Accidentally, the thing hurts no one.
We've seen it done before.
- McCann won't believe it.
- I just need enough doubt for a denial.
We're giving him craters, not corpses.
Get busy.
I need a roof collapse at Broad Street station.
Think Heathrow tunnels in '94.
On our signal, all incoming trains must divert.
It's '60s architecture.
It's falling down.
You know the drill.
Tarpaulin, cladding on the concourse The tubes must stop.
Customer action.
It has to look and sound perfect.
It's a national security issue.
You can sign the Official Secrets Act in five minutes.
-.
.
five minutes.
- From Special Ops.
OK.
Double up the watches at the station.
I've told security to expect them to use the access conduit under the platform.
Once they leave the package, let's start clearing the place.
(ANNOUNCER) All trains have been rerouted to Paddington Green station.
Infrastructure's fine.
Pedestrian route's fine.
Station Road's closed.
- Apart from bureaucratic wranglings.
- Absolutely.
- Latest ops?.
- Yup.
Zoe?.
- For the record, I hate this too.
- That the real record?.
(PHONE RINGS) Device set for 7.
30.
Shall we lock it down? - Yes.
- Confirmed.
So far, so good.
Sorry, sir.
You have to go that way.
Yeah.
Danny, that's just come in from the MOD.
Thanks.
Structural damage.
No casualties.
We're in the clear.
- Tom?.
- Mm.
That anti-tank weapon.
It's a Scimitar missile.
A batch of six were stolen in the mid '90s.
- Stolen?.
- That's why the MOD were so clammed up.
I had to tell them.
When I said the words "Sefton B", bowels opened.
Scimitar.
This is not good.
We were thinking lorries.
This can be operated by two people.
My hourly report tells me the bomb has not been placed, yet the station is in pieces.
Somebody speak.
Right.
You lot, meeting room.
Now! - My department faked a cover-up.
- Your department?.
False reports.
And it's not in pieces.
Part of it's faked.
The rest was their work.
Only damaged one side of the concourse.
Who was aware of this?.
Harry, I'm sorry.
I saw a mushroom cloud over the bloody country.
You taught me to keep personal issues away from judgment.
You didn't.
I'm sorry.
The attack on Sefton B is looking real.
We know the weapon.
Shall we brief you?.
Oh, well.
Needs must.
Did a similar thing myself once to the DG.
No corpses.
You were lucky.
- What weapon?.
- What?.
Oh - Right.
The Scimitar was a prototype - Did you say Scimitar?.
Mm.
Built for the L-FAT-GWS program - a horrible acronym Light Forces Anti-Tank Guided Weapon System.
- Well, go on.
- It's a variation on the Milan or Javelin.
Two parts - the command launch unit and the round.
Can be carried by two people.
Range is 1.
9 kilometers.
This was filmed in Kosovo.
Two warheads.
One to breach the reactive armor and one for the base armor - in this case, the concrete and the steel tank.
- How did they know about D421?.
- An Irish government-funded website.
Their analysis is accurate, as is their timing.
Asabiyah might have someone inside.
We're halfway through re-vetting the whole plant.
The concrete's designed to maintain integrity under blast.
We can't be sure the reinforcement's not corroded.
- Can we shut it down?.
- You can't shut down nuclear waste.
- How will they deliver the ordnance?.
- That's where Patrick's information comes in.
If it comes in.
Presumably, even McCann wouldn't screw us on the timing.
So tomorrow sunrise the clock starts ticking and he knows when the alarm's been set for.
In the meantime, we need a buffer zone.
Cleanse the area.
Set up a scare.
Lean on every known extremist sympathizer within a hundred miles.
Have we touched every agent in the northwest?.
You mentioned a source in Bradford.
- Well placed, but sympathies unstable.
- Don't care.
Push his buttons.
- Money.
- How large?.
- Large.
- Throw it.
Ask the Anti-Terrorism Committee to put the PM on standby.
- Forgive me if I don't hug you.
- Get onto the newsroom.
- Harry.
I know this might not be a good time - Office.
Tessa has been running agents that do not exist?.
Yes.
- How long have you known this?.
- For, um For - I was too frightened to tell.
- But you are telling.
She gave me money.
- It's in a safe place.
- I'm sure it is.
- How much?.
- Ten thousand pounds.
It's just that in the current situation, anything that she brings to the table from her agents we can't know if it's the truth.
You're at the frontier, Zoe.
Because of what we are, we have to watch each other - painful though that can be.
Leave this office, go straight over to Tessa and chat, all bright and shiny.
- Chat about what?.
- Me losing it.
You've done well.
Get yourself together.
(LOCK CLICKS) You're here.
- Didn't you believe me?.
- Not till I saw it.
- You look terrible.
- I'm a terrible man.
No, you're not.
Not really.
God, I'm glad to see you.
I'm never gonna let you go.
You understand me?.
Never.
I understand.
We are getting reports of an outbreak of foot and mouth disease on a farm close to the nuclear power facility, Sefton B.
This would be a devastating blow to farming.
A spokesman says the situation will be monitored Sunrise out there five minutes ago.
He said he'd call at sunrise.
- Foolish youth.
- He'll call.
(MOBILE RINGS) I understand.
- He wants to deliver by hand.
No backup.
- Naturally.
- This is not what we agreed! - Keep your mouth closed! (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) Put him down.
- You messed up our operation! - I don't know what you're talking about! Set him down.
You've got balls, Davy Crockett.
I'm not going to shoot you.
I'm keeping our bargain.
Lucky for you both our countries are at risk.
Give it to him.
Untie his hands! All the information is on the hard drive.
A hidden camera record of meetings, head shots, scanned shots, a map of the area.
The whole shebang.
This is one patriot to another.
- Right.
- Now we must move.
- We could be friends in another life.
- We'll have to wait till then.
Come on, come on.
Jesus.
Danny.
Got it.
It's today.
It's all here.
Mailing it to you now.
McCann's group found these shots of Sefton B, all with D421 in clear shot.
(PHONE RINGS) Understood.
The boundary's secure.
They're flushing out civvies from inside.
Face matching from the laptop.
CCTV at local outward bound center picked them up.
They're there.
They're actually there.
From these shots and the dead ground map, there are three possible locations.
We need three teams to watch for movement and then move in quick.
Delta One, Charlie Six.
What's your sit rep? Charlie Six, Delta One.
Moving to grid, scanning area for target.
Say again.
Over.
Area scanning.
Access farm gates.
Three o'clock, 500 meters.
Charlie Six.
Roger, Delta One.
Delta Two, Charlie Six.
Engagement is green.
Repeat.
Engagement is green.
Over.
Get this area secure.
I nearly shot a farmer! Charlie Six, Delta Three.
Have located the quest.
ROE.
Over.
Delta Three, Charlie Six.
ROE is green.
Over.
Charlie Six, Delta Three.
ROE confirmed.
Engaging.
Yes.
(RELI EVED LAUGHTER) Correct me if I 'm wrong - didn't we just stop half the country from being nuked?.
- Don't tell anyone.
- Can I tell you?.
- You just have.
- Can I tell you again?.
Go on, then! - So what now?.
- A drink, I think.
That's for sure.
- You're shaking.
- What if we hadn't stopped?.
Special Forces have disincentivized the target.
- Disincentivized, Zoe?.
- It's over.
Tom made the mistake of saying that.
I'll tell you the same.
It's never over.
We may dance with the devil, but it's always to his tune.
- Danny, talk to me.
- Targets have been disincentivized, Tom.
It's over.
Go home.
You've earned it.
My place.
Hello?.
Anybody home?.
Tom?.
- Have you got presents for me?.
- We're going to make Melting Moments.
- Are you?.
- Why are you home?.
I took the afternoon off.
'Cause I can.
- Are you surprised?.
- You could say that.
- What have you done to your head?.
- Car door.
I'm going to have a shower, but first tell me about Melting Moments.
I know.
Know what?.
You are a brilliant woman.
If you wanted to get into treachery, couldn't it be something ideological?.
Something grand?.
But to invent bogus agents and pocket their payoffs - They were very good agents.
- I know.
They always told me what I wanted to hear.
They could retirehave unfortunate deaths.
I'm sorry, Tess.
I know the service's traditional approach to wrongdoers is to give them kindness .
.
but I'm going to throw you to the wolves.
You mean, you only forgive sins if they're large?.
Perhaps.
And that's how you forgave yourself for cowardice in Ireland.
- What are you talking about?.
- Bill Crombie in 1978.
You saw him die.
You did nothing, despite the pistol in your hand.
Not that you ever mention that you had a gun.
Until you buried it.
Deep.
Are you threatening me?.
You threatened me from up there on your moral high ground, you hypocritical arsehole.
Sounds like you have an ejector seat.
Let's just say that it would be better for you if I were to stay here.
Fair enough.
- George.
- Yes, Mr Pearce.
Miss Tessa Phillips is to be paged to go to Reception.
She's to be met and escorted from the building.
She is to be driven to safe house seven to awaitfurther instructions.
She is to be allowed no contact with any other officer.
- Do it immediately.
- Yes, sir.
A fight.
Goody.
Look at those.
These are scrumptious.
Look at those.
Your nose.
I'll pop these in.
(MOBILE RINGS) - It's for you.
- Thank you, chocolate face.
- Thank you, chocolate phone.
- Oh, Tom.
I'll take it outside.
Let me do it! Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
(CLICKING AND BEEPING) - Hello?.
- Davy, it wasn't me.
- What?.
Is that Patrick?.
What wasn't?.
- The other lads found out.
(INDISTINCT) - You're breaking up.
- The laptop's rigged.
The bastards put C4 in it.
- Repeat that.
- It has six ounces of explosive in it.
- Enough to take out half my street.
- Street? - I'm at home.
- They thought you'd take it to work.
- Is it a timer?.
- Aye.
Near the motherboard on the left.
- Stay on the line.
- I can't.
- Stay on the line! - I've got to go.
Patrick? Patrick? Ellie! - Ellie! - Jesus, what?.
- Open the door! - Maisie, where's?.
Oh, you messy pup.
OK! - Come on.
- It won't work.
Try it slowly.
- Still red, Tom.
- OK.
Go to my jacket.
My key's in the left pocket.
Hurry.
Quickly.
- Hello.
- Gas leak.
Get everyone out the house.
- Still red, Tom.
- OK.
Pass it out.
Is there anything in the lock?.
- Um There's - I made it sticky.
- I'm not sure.
- Ellie, listen.
- Get out of the house now.
- Why?.
Just do as I say.
- What's going on?.
- There's a gas leak.
A gas leak?.
Come on.
- I am ordering you to leave the area now.
- Moderate your tone.
Tom! We can't get out.
Everything is locked.
What the hell is going on?.
Try the attic.
See if you can get onto the roof.
- Ellie, come on! - Is there a problem?.
- I'm security services.
There's a bomb.
- You're the fourth today.
My ID's inside.
Ring the bloody number.
- What number would that be, sir?.
- 7946 0001.
Ellie, come on! - Right.
- Get him out too.
Battering ram, torches.
Get a drill team out here now! - Ellie?.
- It's all blocked off.
It's sealed.
- We did that.
Shit! - Tell me what is going on.
There's a bomb in a computer that I brought home.
Did you hear me?.
Do you understand?.
- Do you understand?.
- I heard.
I've locked the computer in a filing cabinet in my office.
In my jacket pocket are my car keys.
There's a red key on there.
Get the red key, go to the office.
In the right-hand drawer It's too much.
I said too much.
I said too much! - Call me.
- I'm calling you now.
(PHONE RINGS) Is it my fault, Mummy?.
Bottom drawer! (PHONE RINGS) - Hello.
- Zoe, get me Danny.
- It's Tom.
- Hey.
Patrick's rigged the laptop with C4.
It's a Notebook.
C4's on a timer near the motherboard.
The internal clock is on a battery.
You can take the battery out and you're fine.
- What?.
- Great.
- Or it could set it off anyway.
- Set what off?.
- As could jarring movements.
- Conference this to my home line.
- Ellie, be careful with it.
Keep it flat.
- Now you tell me.
Tom?.
Tom! Maisie, darling, we're gonna play a game.
- Piggy in the middle.
- Hide-and-seek.
Go to the cupboard under the stairs, get inside.
Find all the old blankets and clothes and wrap yourself up, then curl down like a hedgehog.
OK?.
- Why?.
- Because I'm telling you to.
- But you'll know where to find me.
- Mummy's going to find you.
OK.
Go on.
- Ellie.
Ellie! - I'm here.
OK.
Danny's on the line.
- Ellie, just do everything I say.
- Put it down gently.
The bomb's on a timer so it should be safe to open it.
We need to get to the motherboard.
Gently and slowly, OK? - Shall I turn it on?.
- No! Do exactly what he tells you.
You should be able to lift the keyboard.
There should be insulation under there.
Lift it up.
- There's a metal plate.
- That's it.
Lift that too.
- Hey.
- What is it? - There's no bomb.
- No bomb?.
- It's fine.
- How do you know?.
I know a little about computers.
There's a hard drive, memory chips, motherboard, clock.
It's all there.
There's no wires, Tom.
None at all.
- Just a little LCD clock.
- There's no clock on a motherboard.
- Where's the clock?.
- By the motherboard.
- What does the clock say?.
- It's just a clock.
It says 1.
15.
It's going backwards, Tom.
Tom, it's going backwards.
- Ellie, step back.
- Come on.
- Do not touch that clock yet.
- Let me move it.
- Do not touch it! - What's this made from?.
Reinforced steel.
Where's the torch?.
Through the window bars.
Go! - Get a team next door.
- Two next door! - Danny?.
- Zoe's got something.
- It's on 46.
- 45 seconds.
We've got to clear the area.
- No! Danny.
- We have to clear the area.
The clock might have a separate battery to the computer that she can disconnect.
Ellie! Can you see a screw on the clock?.
- I can't see any screw.
- There's got to be a screw there.
- We're clearing! - No! - Ellie, a screw! - I can't see any screw! This goes off with these men here, that's 20 dead.
- Pulling back, it's two.
- I'm staying.
Your choice, sir.
We've got to move.
Ellie, I love you.
There's got to be a screw.
There has to be a screw on the clock.
- I can't see any screw.
I can't - Oh.
Why haven't you come to find me?.