Spooks s05e08 Episode Script
Agenda
WES: 'Is Mummy coming home.
Where's my mummy? GUNSHOT No! I said he had no weapon! I can't.
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Your wife - is she really dead? Yes.
She died in my arms.
Is that what your nightmares are about? Yes, partly.
We're safe.
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Promise me.
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Don't.
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Promise me.
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Don't! This is insane, you can't just release Mansoor.
If a judge decides that your department's working practices render the evidence you provide inadmissible.
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Don't go there, Charles.
You're legal counsel for Downing Street.
I went over our material with you in minute detail and you assured me it would be admitted as evidence.
The Prime Minister is rather concerned about this turn of events.
Or your version of them.
It's simply felt that your section would benefit from supervision.
Just to make sure you're dotting the I's and crossing the T's.
Do I get a prize for guessing who our new supervisor might be? I'm no happier about this than you are.
I doubt that's true.
Copy me on your briefing documents to the JIC and the Home Office until further notice.
So a key figure in Islamic terrorism is going to walk free from court tomorrow and we're going to counter whatever plans he has to attack this country with more paperwork? I'm not the enemy, Harry.
No, with friends like you.
If you'd only learn the value of friends like me, you might find your road through life a little less bumpy.
Tomorrow morning, the judge in the Mansoor case will rule our surveillance material inadmissible.
What? Khalid Mansoor will be a free man by lunch time.
We have video of him trying to persuade an Video which the jury will never see.
It's not good, Harry.
Khalid Mansoor was planning an attack on a major city.
Now he's free, feeling persecuted and ready to do something about it.
Move to alert level five.
The minute Mansoor is out, we put surveillance all over him.
We all know how dangerous this man can be.
We're not going to let him prove it.
'The prosecution of Mr Mansoor was an important test case for 'the Government's new anti-terrorism legislation.
'But, in what's already being described as a major blow to the government, 'the judge in the case has ruled that some video evidence against Mr Mansoor was inadmissible in court.
'He said he was left with no choice but to dismiss the case.
' Thereby putting the British public in harm's way.
London, Leeds, Bradford, Birmingham and Manchester have all raised their alert levels.
'At the Royal Courts of Justice 'Mr Mansoor is expected to make a statement.
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' 'This Government wants to cut the heads off the Muslim people.
'They want to remove our leaders from this country 'and bend us to their will.
But today we have shown them, 'We will not give in to a weak, sinful, corrupt society! 'It is the will of Allah, that our sons will reach manhood, 'living under Sharia law even here in Britain.
' GUNSHOT Tell me that wasn't us, Harry.
Khalid Mansoor confirmed dead at the scene by paramedics.
Shooter's been confirmed dead too, we'll have an ID within the hour.
Nothing takes an hour.
We have to unravel this fast and that shooter is the first thread we pull.
Grab a still from the news broadcast and run it for a face-match.
Not Mossad's style.
If the various fundamentalists of the world think they can settle their differences in our backyard, they're mistaken.
We stop this now.
'Thank you very much for joining us.
Is this the start 'of a Christian retaliation against fundamentalist Islam? Of course not.
'But there are extremist factions within the Christian community.
'Yes, every religion has its extremists.
When people are attacked they fight back.
'But the idea that Christians in this country are about to rise up against Islam - no.
'Isn't there a sense of frustration, that a man like Khalid Mansoor can walk out of court on a technicality? 'Yes, and it was perhaps that frustration that boiled over today.
'The important thing is, we protect ourselves against men like 'Khalid Mansoor without resorting to vigilantism or violence.
' The shooter was Daniel Ellis.
38 years old.
He joined the Royal Marines in Since his discharge he has had no fixed abode.
Only child.
Both parents deceased.
Sporadic treatment for drug and alcohol addiction.
Religion? Born again would be my guess.
Alcoholism, drug abuse.
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He was searching for something.
He doesn't appear to have had any counselling beyond March 2003.
He was claiming unemployment benefit at that time and his address was the Mission of St Dominic De Guzman, in Bloomsbury.
A homeless shelter? These places offer free bed and board as long as you accept Jesus.
So this place cured Ellis of his addiction? And introduced him to a new one.
Religion.
The opium of the masses.
I thought that was football.
"Ooh-ah Cantona" was not his last message.
So it's really important that you understand the drugs, the alcohol, weren't making anything better.
They were just removing the symptoms of withdrawal and making you feel normal.
On crack, or heroin, or booze.
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you feel how I feel every day.
Lucky you! But you all remember that first high, don't you? How amazing it was, how all those doors seemed to be opening up to new possibilities? Well, that's a feeling you can get every day when you accept the love of Jesus Christ.
It's clean, it's healthy and best of all, it's free.
After that the possibilities are endless.
Let's bow our heads.
Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on Earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against against us.
And lead us not into temptation.
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Death to the enemies of Christ! EXPLOSION They think it's a hand grenade, Five confirmed dead, more injured.
The first victim is Hakeem Mohammed.
Fundamentalist cleric, he spoke in favour of the London suicide bombers.
This has just hit the Islamic fundamentalist website.
It's already spreading across the web.
We're analysing it now.
'The executions of the enemies of Christ, Khalid Mansoor and Hakeem Mohammed 'were carried out by the "Sons of Phineas".
'Britain is a nation under Christ and we will no longer tolerate the Muslim in our ranks.
'This is a declaration of war against Islam.
'We will drive Islam from our shores and turn the sea red with Muslim blood.
' OK, we now know what they call themselves.
Let's find out who the hell they are.
This place is falling apart.
You should pull some strings.
The death of Khalid Mansoor was supposed to be the beginning and the end of this, Steven.
An example to our enemies that we can't be pushed around, and to our government that the people would support a tougher stance on Islam and it was working.
Our job was done.
No, it wasn't.
Innocent lives were lost in Bradford.
Only the cleric and his men died.
And now this declaration of war.
They declared the war.
We join it.
In the name of a peace-loving God? Do you have any idea of the damage it does to the church? You asked me to kill Khalid Mansoor for you.
Was that a peace-loving act? No, no, and I've accepted it as a horrible necessity, a sin committed for the greater good.
But this "Holy War" you wage is nothing more than terrorism in the name of Christ.
You've become what you despise.
If you want to stop me, pick up the phone to the police and tell them everything.
Throw yourself upon your sword and save the innocent lives that this war will claim.
You can't do that, because you love the power and influence that this church brings you, more than you love the God that founded it.
Become what I despise? You're everything that I despise, Bishop.
The Sons of Phineas's website contains the usual right-wing fundamentalist Christian polemics.
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Jews are the spawn of Satan, Muslims have no souls, you know the thing.
Who's Phineas? It's Old Testament.
Phineas was a follower of Aaron and a general in his army.
When one of his fellow Israelites took up with a Midianite woman, Phineas killed them both to prevent the bloodline of Israel being polluted by foreign blood.
All right, threat assessment.
Did they kill these two men and how serious are they? We're pretty light on intelligence at the moment.
How many active members have you got? We don't know.
Who's financing them? We're trying to find out.
Contacts with other extremist groups? We're working with GCHQ and anti-terrorism.
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Does anyone know anything about this group that did not come from typing "Sons of Phineas" into Google? They're under the radar, Harry.
They shot a man dead outside the Royal Courts of Justice.
They just decimated a restaurant in Bradford killing four people.
Their agents are prepared to die for their cause and they've issued a public declaration of war against Islam.
Let's get them firmly on the radar.
'Despite threads of reprisals from extremist groups, the overwhelming 'public response has been a united condemnation.
'Muslim and Christian leaders as well as politicians are asking 'for calm and stressing the need for reconciliation.
' The only link we could find between Daniel Ellis and the Bradford bomber, Michael King, apart from their army backgrounds, was that they both stayed at this homeless shelter at different times.
Now this shelter is run by this man, Steven Paynton.
We've silhouetted and voice-matched surveillance of Paynton with the Sons of Phineas video and we're sure it's him.
And we think he has spent the last seven years taking homeless men with military backgrounds off the streets, turning them into soldiers for his cause? We're not being a shade paranoid? Even paranoids have enemies.
They could be anywhere.
But somewhere there'll be a list of who they are and where they are.
We need to get it.
Or rather we need Steven Paynton to give it to us.
Now the Sons of Phineas have been getting offers of support from other extremist groups through their website.
That's our way in.
I'd like an hour, please.
£1.
50, please.
You're new here.
Is it that obvious? Not at all.
I come here every day.
I'm actually just relief.
The regular guy called in sick.
John? Christopher.
I never knew there was a John.
Christopher.
That's right.
He's slippery.
He can be as slippery as he likes.
We're ready for him.
OK, here we go.
Oh, very clever, Mr Paynton.
What's he doing? He's loading up a piece of software which will encode all his keystrokes.
We can still read the screen.
The joys of fibre-optics surveillance.
Smile, Mr Paynton, you're on camera.
Good, he's gone straight to our e-mail.
Come on, take the bait.
Reply.
Checking out the fake website.
What happened to the real League of Christ? The group died out, but they have been reborn for our purposes.
They're cash-rich and eager to fund Paynton's holy war.
Got him.
NEWS: 'Police in Manchester were on high alert last night 'after two teenagers were attacked by a group of Asian men.
'Community leaders claim it was a revenge attack, 'prompted by the murders of the radical cleric Khalid Mansoor and Hakeem Mohammed 'by the Christian fundamentalist group, Sons of Phineas.
' Dad? Mm? Do you think work will let you go on the Ferris wheel? I don't know.
Maybe.
Can I come with you? I'd love you to, mate, but it's a work trip, you know.
We can have our own adventure while your Dad's away.
We could go on the Millennium Wheel.
You'll have a better time than me.
You're always going away.
It's just for a couple of days.
I tell you what, why don't you take your camera with you and then you can show me the photos when you get back? Where you going? It's bedtime.
What? All right, I'll come up in a minute and read you another chapter of your book.
I want Jenny to read.
I'll be up in a minute.
He'll be OK.
It's fine.
If the Prime Minister is uncomfortable, get him to call me.
I will explain to him the nature of the Security Service.
I'll even use small words so that he doesn't get confused.
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Is there anything we DO have a choice over any more? Well, if you think of something, Charles, let me know.
Downing Street's esteemed legal advisor now questioning the content of my operational briefings.
Where's Adam? Harry.
Ah, nice of you to join us.
'Two boys are said to be in a critical condition.
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' Manchester - their first retaliation.
If one of those boys doesn't make it.
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We think this is Steven Paynton's plan.
He knows how dry the tinder is and he's throwing sparks.
He's been recruiting for seven years, he's got a lot of sparks.
Shall we bring him in? No, a lunatic like Paynton won't tell us anything, however hard we push.
We'll have to distract him and buy ourselves more time.
How? If we tempt him with a possibility of a big strike against his enemies, we can persuade him to postpone his attacks and buy ourselves enough time to uncover his organisation.
And who is going to cast temptation in his path? The League of Christ, our fictional Austrian group.
They're represented in London by AR Morgan Ltd.
A small private brokerage who handle under the table financial transactions for various extremist religious groups across Europe and the States.
Paynton's arranged a meeting, with Morgan - Adam Morgan - the company chairman.
He's British and a born-again Christian fanatic.
If anyone can gain Paynton's trust, dazzle him with the possibilities of a global holy war and find out everything about his army of martyrs, it's Adam Morgan.
Mr Paynton? Adam Morgan.
I'm glad you replied to my e-mail.
I represent some people who want me to find out if you're either very brave, or very stupid.
What do you see, Steven? It's spectacular, Mr Morgan.
Adam, please.
And you're not really looking.
Two thousand years of Christian achievement.
The Romans, the Spanish, the FrenchI we've withstood them all.
The Great Fire of London came closer than anything else to destroying it, and out of the ashes rose the greatest cathedral in the world.
God watches over London.
And now these.
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people.
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with their homemade bombs, think they can bring this city to its knees? Do you know the story of the Hagia Sophia? Another great cathedral.
It was built in Istanbul, Constantinople as it was then, by the Emperor Justinian, who claimed he had outdone Solomon himself.
For a thousand years it remained the largest cathedral in the world.
What happened to it? In 1453, Constantinople fell to the Ottomans.
The greatest cathedral the world had ever seen became a mosque.
And you want to battle it with grenades and revolvers? Have you seen the news about Manchester? The teenagers who were attacked? This is how it begins.
The retaliations will draw in all sides.
With the right provocation, the war on the streets will become a war that engulfs the whole world.
And seize the arms of Christ finally victorious.
The second coming of the Messiah is prophesised only after the Earth has lived in Christian harmony for 2, 000 years.
Armageddon.
As it is written, so shall it comes to pass.
If you continue to embark on these petty acts of vigilantism you'll eventually be arrested, reviled as a lunatic and locked up.
Your movement will die and history will ignore you.
Thank you for your time.
You're not stupid, Steven, you're a brave man with pure ambition but your methods are short-sighted and you will fail.
And who are you to judge me? I'm the man who can help you wage your war.
This League of Christ.
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We're looking into them.
They want to support Paynton's Holy War? So it seems.
And if they provide him with the means to launch a significant attack on one of our cities? The situation is in hand.
As in you're watching him? Preparing to arrest him? What? This man has spent seven years building a network of devoted killers who are prepared to die for his cause.
Now we need to know who they are and where they are.
Paynton won't give that up just because we're shining a light in his eyes.
Where, Harry, in this miracle of misdirection and understatement does it tell me how you do intend to uncover that information? Potentially compromising details of ongoing operations are strictly need to know.
I do need to know.
Then petition the JIC for higher clearance.
Charles, you're a lawyer.
I don't personally have anything against that except to say every building in Whitehall contains lines of sad lawyers and accountants going around tapping their nose, saying 'need to know'.
PHONE RINGS Yes? Put him through.
You'll have to excuse me.
If a mosque gets blown up tomorrow morning because your information on Paynton's plans was incomplete, you'll be hung out to dry.
A man in my position faces that possibility every day, Mr Lee.
You learn to let it not cloud your judgement.
The League of Christ.
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I've never heard of them.
MI5 seem to be taking them seriously.
According to the files, they were active in Vienna during the sixties and seventies.
They seem to have resurfaced and they're offering to support your boys' holy war.
I'll make some calls.
How close are you to all this, David? Please tell me there was never any direct contact between you and Steven Paynton.
He came to me ten years ago.
David! He wanted to train for the priesthood and, in many ways, he was a perfect candidate - passionate, knowledgeable, devoted.
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But? Some men make God in their own image, Charles.
Steven Paynton forged a god of hatred and violence.
I thought he might have mellowed.
He believes he can start a war in this country between Christians and Muslims that will spread to engulf the world.
Then he is insane.
Yes.
He says if he's arrested, he'll name me.
I'm a bishop.
I sit in the House of Lords.
I'm a personal friend and advisor to the Prime Minister.
If it.
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Why couldn't you have ignored this? You tipped us off.
What did you think we were going to do? Send flowers? We talked about what we he had to do and why we had to do it.
We talked about a single strike but you had to give the job to somebody who's already preparing for Armageddon.
I think what we need to do is.
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We don't need to do anything, David.
YOU need to stop him.
We've been here just over two and a half years now.
There's space for 30 permanent residents and a further 50 transients in the dorms.
Transients? The residents have transformed their lives and are now made ready to move forward.
The transients are in various stages of conquering their afflictions and finding the true path.
So the permanent residents are.
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Steven Paynton's private army.
'The residents also help to maintain the place and act as counsellors to the transients.
' Obviously, not all the transients go on to become residents.
Our mission is to rescue people from the streets and encourage them to let Christ into their hearts.
If they find themselves unable to do so, there's a limit to how long.
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'We can't allow them to become a burden.
We save souls, not lives.
' That's charming.
Shall we? Your set-up here is very impressive.
But a handful of ex-addicts isn't going to get you what you want.
You're very blunt, Mr Morgan.
Adam.
I don't see any point in being otherwise, do you? Al Qaeda have cells all over the world and if they continue with cowardly attacks for the next 100 years, they'd have achieved nothing.
They've made people afraid.
The media's made people afraid.
And what is fear anyway? Who ever effected change through fear? I'll be frank.
Our friends in Vienna want to help you.
But they've been here beforeI getting involved with groups like yours that seem promising at the outset, but who ultimately lack ambition.
Well, that's not me.
Perhaps not.
But there's a long journey to make between where you are now and what you want to achieve, and I don't think you're walking in the right direction.
How many more soldiers do you have around the country? Enough.
Enough? I understand your reluctance to divulge everything at once.
Details can wait.
Let's forget about the individual Muslim for the moment.
You need to think much bigger.
There are over 1,600 mosques in the country, so, assuming you have the manpower, you're not short of more ambitious targets.
True, but mosques are.
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Bricks and mortar.
There's only so much damage you can do with revolvers and grenades.
If you're going to wage a war.
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your army needs equipment.
D'you know what this is? I gave you my life.
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every breath I've drawn in this.
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miserable world you made.
So why are these murderers feeling themselves touched by your grace while I stand here alone, staring into the abyss? ! I.
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I caused a man's death.
So where's my guidance? Where's my protection? I made you in my own image weak.
You're cowardly.
He looks down on all of this and he does NOTHING! So what do I do now? It might not be right in your eyes, but it will save lives.
I'm bound to hell, anyway.
I might as well earn my place.
Call sign.
Echo Lima seven nine four.
Re-routing you now.
Hello? It's me.
Hello, you.
How's.
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Vienna? Surprisingly quiet.
Wes there? Yes, playing with his toys.
Can I have a word? Wes! .
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It's your dad.
Sorry, Adam.
But we've.
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we've talked.
I've been away before.
He just misses you.
Well, tell him I miss him too and, um.
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I'll be home soon.
Jen, I've been thinking, you know, when I get back, maybe.
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we should spend some time together, all of us.
That would be nice.
OK.
Well, um, will you send him my love and.
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tell him I'll, I'll see him soon.
Adam.
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Jenny, my mobile's vibrating, I've got to take it.
It's another call.
I'll.
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I'll speak to you tomorrow.
You're never late.
It was all this stuff that drew me to the church as a kid.
Stained-glass, the statuettes.
A hundred people whispering the Lord's prayer in unison.
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So quiet it was like the breath of God moving amongst us.
But it's all just ritual without meaning, isn't it? "Thy kingdom come, thy will be done".
Those words are said so often they've become meaningless to people like you.
But I am doing his will, David.
I AM going to restore his kingdom.
I know why you brought me here.
But you haven't got the guts to kill me, any more than you had the guts to deal with Khalid Mansoor by yourself.
And if I'm wrong, if I am just insane, why won't he grant you the conviction to stop me? Why won't he give you the courage to step out of those shadows and put an end to this trouble I am causing? He's not your god any more, David, he's mine! One of those kids in Manchester died.
No.
What? It's too small.
This is exactly what I was talking about.
You want to waste resources avenging the death of one teenager? This is the prize, Steven.
Not some council estate in Manchester.
You can't react to every little thing that happens.
Let the people there take care of it.
You MAKE the news, Steven.
You don't follow it.
You're all the same.
Holding me back, making rules.
Mansoor was the only target.
No innocent blood to be spilled.
No credit to be taken.
It's all just restraint, and politics and big talk and no action.
Someone put him up to killing Khalid Mansoor! 'What are you talking about?' You think my ambitions are too small? I promised a holy war.
Is that too small? I want a war.
When I close my eyes I can see the smoke, I can see the fire, I can hear the screams.
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I open them and I'm standing in a fancy office, doing what? Come on, Adam.
Promise him something big, keep him on the hook.
We need that list of names before another attack.
I'm not holding you back.
You want to make your mark, Steven.
Our friends in Vienna want to give you a weapon.
Within the next seven days it will allow you to do exactly that.
Get a message to Adam.
We need to meet.
You didn't do it.
Did either of us think I really would? We have to stop kidding ourselves that we're up to this, Charles.
We talk a good game, but Steven Paynton is the real thing.
From the moment I picked up the phone to him, we were in over our heads.
These were passed to me by a well-connected friend at the Israeli Embassy.
It seems Mossad is keeping an eye on Steven Paynton.
They're worried about his involvement with the Austrians.
They smell anti-Semiticism.
But they don't exist, David.
The Austrians, the "League of Christ".
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I made some calls.
They were disbanded more than 20 years ago.
The man in the photograph is an MI5 officer.
It's only a matter of time now before the whole thing comes tumbling down.
When they come for me, I'll confess my part.
I won't drag you down with me.
If only it were that simple.
What you and I have done could put the whole government at risk.
I can't have that responsibility.
What then? Mossad have swallowed the MI5-cover story.
They think the League of Christ is real, they think Paynton's doing a deal with them, they're worried that we're sitting on our hands.
Perhaps the time has come to confirm their worst suspicions and to suggest that they put an end to the sorry fiasco in their own inimitable way.
You want to trick Mossad into killing an MI5 agent, as well as Steven Paynton? I'll lose sleep, but not as much as if our actions brought down the government.
What have we done, Charles? We've made rather a mess, I'm afraid, but now we have a chance to clean it up.
Paynton's backer knew in advance that Mansoor's deportation would fail.
So they must know how close we are to Paynton.
So they'll either tell him we're onto him, or kill him to stop him talking.
We can't let that happen, his army's still out there.
Let me pull Paynton.
He won't talk.
We know that.
He won't talk to us.
But let me pull him in character.
It's a risky double-bluff.
Every other option takes too long.
What do you need? 'Charlie Two, I have an eyeball on Paynton and his minders.
Tell us when.
Go now!' Sweet dreams.
Hello, Steven.
Adam? Who are you working for, Steven? What are you doing? You know who I am.
That's right, I do.
You're Judas.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Look at the laptop, Steven.
Keep lying to me and I'll kill them.
I'm not lying.
I had the police in my office this afternoon.
In my office, Steven! What did they want? A receipt for the 30 pieces of silver they gave you.
What did you tell them? I haven't talked to anyone.
They knew all about you.
Adam.
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Choose your next words very carefully, they may be your last.
The police came to see me.
They knew your name.
They knew about the Sons of Phineas and they knew about me.
Now what did you tell them? I swear to you I haven't talked to anyone.
The police only catch people more stupid than they are.
I'm not stupid, Steven.
They don't knock on my door unless somebody's opened their mouth.
Kill the other one.
No, no, no, no.
Wait.
I know who talked.
It was David Newman.
It must have been.
Who? David Newman.
He's the Bishop of Whitechapel.
He advises the Government on Christian affairs.
We're getting nowhere here.
You blew it, Steven.
Newman came to me to kill Khalid Mansoor.
Why would he do that? To protect the church, he said.
To send a message to Islam that we can't be pushed around.
I don't believe a word you're saying.
Then pull the trigger.
That wasn't so hard now, was it, Steven? So, now that you're finally in the mood for being honest, let's talk business.
David Newman.
I am no longer surprised by mankind.
As the PM's special advisor, this could destroy the Government.
I think a certain renegade bishop requires a visit.
Talk to Adam, we still need that list of Paynton's soldiers.
PHONE RINGS Jo Portman.
Wes - he's gone missing.
He went to his room after he finished dinner.
I've just been up to check on him and he's not there.
Harry, Wes is missing.
I searched the whole house but he's not here.
Adam's on a job.
I can't call him.
All right, Jenny, slow down.
Could Wes have been taken? No, no, his rucksack's gone and his toothbrush.
He must have run away.
He's been upset.
OK, I need you to wait by the phone.
I need to talk to someone, I'll call you back.
Potentially missing for three hours.
London at night alone, poor Wes.
Pull Adam off the operation.
Use every resource we have to find that little boy.
Call me the second you get anything.
That looked really good.
Yeah, it could have looked better.
The chair was supposed to go over too.
It was fine.
They're still out? Yeah, I gave them an extra dose, in case the charges from the blood packs woke them up.
Get them back into a holding cell at Thames House.
What about Paynton? I've told him the only way he keeps his deal with the Austrians alive is if we get full disclosure.
I'm taking him to the shelter.
He's going to give us a full list of his so-called soldiers.
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Adam.
Jo called.
Wes has gone missing.
When? A few hours ago.
What, has he been taken? No, no.
They don't know.
They want to take you off the case.
I can't, Paynton's just about to give me the list, I have to do this first.
This is our only chance.
It's my fault.
No.
You stay focused on Paynton.
I'll take care of this.
He's nine years old and he's out there all on his own.
'Sometimes I think it was stupid and selfish of us to have a child.
'What kind of a world is he going to know?' I'll put every resource we have into finding Wes.
You stay on Paynton and block this out.
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Adam! I'll find him.
I promise.
Now go.
I can't lose him.
You won't.
I'm sorry, the church is closed at the moment.
If what you've done gets out, they all might be.
I should have been open with you from the start.
I, I should have trusted you.
We're the same, aren't we? Dedicated to a single cause with a purity of purpose.
We'll always prevail because we can't be distracted.
'Daddy, Daddy.
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' This country's grown ashamed of itself.
We're a Christian nation embarrassed by our faith.
Didn't God give man free will? He must have realised it wouldn't always go his way? Men like you are charged to defend us.
How can you justify protecting our enemies? You see a man like Khalid Mansoor, talking about a Britain under Islamic rule, and it frightens you.
It frightens a lot of people.
But I see a man like you - conspiring to kill Mansoor, embarking on a journey from which there can be no return.
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and it frightens me just as much.
Today you kill Muslims, tomorrow Jews, and soon we'll be back burning Catholics and witches.
Afghanistan under the Taliban frightens me no more than England under Cromwell.
What happens now? You're in an interesting position.
A senior clergyman, a friend of the Prime Minister.
We can hardly clap you in irons and parade you through the streets.
I can retire.
And deprive the world of your passion, when there are so many who could benefit? I'm seeing missionary work.
Africa, South America.
You're talking about deportation.
The irony is not lost on me.
I just wanted to defend my country.
That's my job.
And I'm better at it.
Yeah, the photo was e-mailed over.
Issue it to every patrol car and community support officer.
I want updates on this line every 15 minutes.
GCHQ haven't picked up any activity directed at Adam's family.
We have to assume Wes is just wanting attention.
He's got that.
Every police officer, every port, train station and bus depo has been alerted.
Wes Carter is the most wanted child in the country.
Adam's arriving at the shelter.
Thames House, this is Alpha Two.
I have visual on Paynton and our officer.
Maintain.
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Alpha Two? Alpha Two, come in, His comms are still live.
Alpha Three, do you have eyeball on Alpha Two? Alpha Three, come in, Where have they gone? How many are there? 35 left.
Why is this page marked? Manchester.
We have to stoke the fires, Adam.
HIS WIFE: 'Sometimes I think it was stupid.
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'Selfish of us.
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' Call him off.
Too late.
What's the target? The mosque, city centre.
Twelve pounds of Semtex.
You wanted me to think big.
When? Within the hour.
We have a priority-one terrorist threat on the central mosque in Manchester.
Simon Grant - I've got his Royal Navy personnel file, Suspect is a Simon Grant.
31 years old.
IC one, dark hair, slim build.
Details are on their way to you.
Alert local authorities, anti-terrorism and Joint Intelligence.
That's everything, Adam.
We have the list.
Send in Alpha Team to bring him out.
Who are you talking to? You've been played, Steven.
'Adam!' Someone's just cut the power to the whole building.
'Sometimes I think it was stupid and selfish of us to have a child.
' 'Adam? It's Ros, can you hear me? 'I'm on my way to you.
' Malcolm, can we re-task one of GCHQ's thermal-imaging satellites onto the shelter? I'll try.
It'll take me a minute to re-calibrate the protocols.
OK, the satellite's re-aligned but we only have seven minutes before it passes out of range.
Switching to thermal imaging.
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Oh, dear.
Adam.
Can you hear me? Are you hurt? Adam? Can we get their comms? Either they don't have any or they're on radio silence.
Malcolm? Do you have a visual? Five people have just entered the building in a military formation.
One of them is standing guard outside.
And, Ros, Adam's collapsed.
Some kind of fit, he's not responding.
There's movement on the first floor.
OK, Malcolm, I'm at the shelter, but I don't have the line of sight.
Who's there? Who's there? ! They've killed Paynton.
They're not turning back.
Right, I'm going in.
Does anyone want to tell me what they can see, or am I going in blind? There's a guard outside the entrance.
Hurry, they're close to finding Adam.
Hi, gorgeous.
Oops! No ID, no wallet, nothing, Malcolm, this is a Jericho.
Jericho? That's.
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that's Israeli.
This is a Mossad hit squad! OK, I'm going in.
Keep trying to get through to Adam.
Get me a secure line to the cultural attache at the Israeli Embassy.
Adam? Adam, can you hear me? Adam, there's a Mossad hit squad in that building.
They're heading towards you right now.
Zaf, anything? No, not yet.
PHONE BUZZES Daniel, Harry Pearce.
Tell me I'm not watching satellite imagery of a Mossad hit squad in action in Central London? Adam! Adam, please, they're closing in on you.
Adam, you've got to get up! Adam! Let me rephrase the question.
What the hell are you people playing at? Any news on Wes? No, not yet.
Malcolm, they're gonna kill him.
The League of Christ - it doesn't exist! Yes, I'm sure.
We made the bloody thing up.
Adam, we've found Wes.
He's all right.
He's safe.
Adam, did you hear what I said? We've found Wes.
Your son is safe.
'Daddy, Daddy.
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' Adam! 'Is Mummy coming home.
Where's my mummy?' Adam! 'Mummy's not coming home.
Are we dreaming, Daddy? 'Are we in this dream together?' Are you hearing this? 'Keep Wes safe.
'Promise me you will.
' You've got company, you've got to pull yourself together! Adam, you're the only thing that little boy has in the world.
So if you don't want to make him an orphan, get up now! How many more of them are there? Two down, four to go.
Ms Myers is in the building with you.
I can't see a bloody thing.
We're running thermal imaging off a GCHQ satellite.
But it's moving so we don't have much time.
I'm with Ros, I'm going to switch you on to Jo's channel.
Adam? Out the door and straight ahead, for 20 metres.
Left or right? Left turn at the end and ahead, another ten metres.
You'll find a door on your left.
HARRY: This is an undercover operation.
Two of my senior officers are inside.
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Well, think of something, right now! We've got to get them help.
This is crazy.
Back-up is six minutes away and we've only two minutes till the satellite images cut out.
Malcolm, what's going on? Adam just had a lucky escape.
We're going to get you both out of there but right now, you have a more immediate problem.
If either one of my people come out of that building with so much as a hair out of place I will have every single Mossad officer in London expelled from this country so fast your head will spin.
Another down, three to go.
But you've got one heading towards you, Adam, moving fast.
Adam, he's right on top of you.
I can't see anyone.
Adam, 3 o'clock.
Two left.
Ros, Adam's heading down to the ground.
We're going to put you together, and get you both out of the building.
Copy that.
OK, Jo? Which way? I can't tell which floor they're on.
The thermal imaging doesn't give us any depth perspective.
There's someone near you, Adam, but we don't know what floor he's on.
OK, just tell me how to get out of here.
Down the stairs to your right.
Adam, you OK? I'm fine.
Which way? Left at the bottom, left again at the end, straight on for 30 metres brings you to the main entrance.
Be careful.
Where's Ros? Down at basement level, making her way towards the main entrance.
We're losing the signal.
Adam! In the nick of time, Daniel.
We've found Wes.
The police are with him now.
I'm going to get him home.
Is he OK? He's fine.
He was at Paddington, trying to get to Heathrow apparently.
He's in his bedroom.
He's exhausted but he's OK.
He wanted to wait up for you.
It's OK.
I'm so sorry.
It's OK.
Daddy? Hello, mate.
I hear you've been on an adventure.
I wanted to surprise you in Vienna.
I know.
Well, I'm back now.
So you can go to sleep.
I love you.
Sweet dreams.
Steven Paynton was a delusional right-wing psychopath who managed to persuade two of his converts to martyr themselves for his cause.
When the Western world didn't rise up in support, he took his own life.
There was no sponsor.
His network, which never officially existed, has been rounded up.
So we just sweep the whole thing under the carpet? Our sacred institutions are part of the fabric of this society.
If we start pulling at loose threads now just because we can, who knows what we'll end up with? And Mossad? Tail firmly between their legs.
They could tell us who put them up to it.
I suspect whoever that was won't be making it into work this morning.
'Has Mummy come home? Where's Mummy?' It's called tradecraft.
Operation Sandpiper.
It's a black op.
Keep this man alive or anything you've got to lose, I'll make sure it's taken from you.
Do I make myself clear? Two to the chest, one to the head.
Dempsey! DEMPSEY! You're an assassin, Richard.
You will not allow Adam to jeopardise this operation.
Are we clear? Are we clear? Trust me just once more.
Trust me.
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Where's my mummy? GUNSHOT No! I said he had no weapon! I can't.
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Your wife - is she really dead? Yes.
She died in my arms.
Is that what your nightmares are about? Yes, partly.
We're safe.
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Promise me.
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Don't.
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Promise me.
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Don't! This is insane, you can't just release Mansoor.
If a judge decides that your department's working practices render the evidence you provide inadmissible.
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Don't go there, Charles.
You're legal counsel for Downing Street.
I went over our material with you in minute detail and you assured me it would be admitted as evidence.
The Prime Minister is rather concerned about this turn of events.
Or your version of them.
It's simply felt that your section would benefit from supervision.
Just to make sure you're dotting the I's and crossing the T's.
Do I get a prize for guessing who our new supervisor might be? I'm no happier about this than you are.
I doubt that's true.
Copy me on your briefing documents to the JIC and the Home Office until further notice.
So a key figure in Islamic terrorism is going to walk free from court tomorrow and we're going to counter whatever plans he has to attack this country with more paperwork? I'm not the enemy, Harry.
No, with friends like you.
If you'd only learn the value of friends like me, you might find your road through life a little less bumpy.
Tomorrow morning, the judge in the Mansoor case will rule our surveillance material inadmissible.
What? Khalid Mansoor will be a free man by lunch time.
We have video of him trying to persuade an Video which the jury will never see.
It's not good, Harry.
Khalid Mansoor was planning an attack on a major city.
Now he's free, feeling persecuted and ready to do something about it.
Move to alert level five.
The minute Mansoor is out, we put surveillance all over him.
We all know how dangerous this man can be.
We're not going to let him prove it.
'The prosecution of Mr Mansoor was an important test case for 'the Government's new anti-terrorism legislation.
'But, in what's already being described as a major blow to the government, 'the judge in the case has ruled that some video evidence against Mr Mansoor was inadmissible in court.
'He said he was left with no choice but to dismiss the case.
' Thereby putting the British public in harm's way.
London, Leeds, Bradford, Birmingham and Manchester have all raised their alert levels.
'At the Royal Courts of Justice 'Mr Mansoor is expected to make a statement.
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' 'This Government wants to cut the heads off the Muslim people.
'They want to remove our leaders from this country 'and bend us to their will.
But today we have shown them, 'We will not give in to a weak, sinful, corrupt society! 'It is the will of Allah, that our sons will reach manhood, 'living under Sharia law even here in Britain.
' GUNSHOT Tell me that wasn't us, Harry.
Khalid Mansoor confirmed dead at the scene by paramedics.
Shooter's been confirmed dead too, we'll have an ID within the hour.
Nothing takes an hour.
We have to unravel this fast and that shooter is the first thread we pull.
Grab a still from the news broadcast and run it for a face-match.
Not Mossad's style.
If the various fundamentalists of the world think they can settle their differences in our backyard, they're mistaken.
We stop this now.
'Thank you very much for joining us.
Is this the start 'of a Christian retaliation against fundamentalist Islam? Of course not.
'But there are extremist factions within the Christian community.
'Yes, every religion has its extremists.
When people are attacked they fight back.
'But the idea that Christians in this country are about to rise up against Islam - no.
'Isn't there a sense of frustration, that a man like Khalid Mansoor can walk out of court on a technicality? 'Yes, and it was perhaps that frustration that boiled over today.
'The important thing is, we protect ourselves against men like 'Khalid Mansoor without resorting to vigilantism or violence.
' The shooter was Daniel Ellis.
38 years old.
He joined the Royal Marines in Since his discharge he has had no fixed abode.
Only child.
Both parents deceased.
Sporadic treatment for drug and alcohol addiction.
Religion? Born again would be my guess.
Alcoholism, drug abuse.
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He was searching for something.
He doesn't appear to have had any counselling beyond March 2003.
He was claiming unemployment benefit at that time and his address was the Mission of St Dominic De Guzman, in Bloomsbury.
A homeless shelter? These places offer free bed and board as long as you accept Jesus.
So this place cured Ellis of his addiction? And introduced him to a new one.
Religion.
The opium of the masses.
I thought that was football.
"Ooh-ah Cantona" was not his last message.
So it's really important that you understand the drugs, the alcohol, weren't making anything better.
They were just removing the symptoms of withdrawal and making you feel normal.
On crack, or heroin, or booze.
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you feel how I feel every day.
Lucky you! But you all remember that first high, don't you? How amazing it was, how all those doors seemed to be opening up to new possibilities? Well, that's a feeling you can get every day when you accept the love of Jesus Christ.
It's clean, it's healthy and best of all, it's free.
After that the possibilities are endless.
Let's bow our heads.
Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on Earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against against us.
And lead us not into temptation.
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Death to the enemies of Christ! EXPLOSION They think it's a hand grenade, Five confirmed dead, more injured.
The first victim is Hakeem Mohammed.
Fundamentalist cleric, he spoke in favour of the London suicide bombers.
This has just hit the Islamic fundamentalist website.
It's already spreading across the web.
We're analysing it now.
'The executions of the enemies of Christ, Khalid Mansoor and Hakeem Mohammed 'were carried out by the "Sons of Phineas".
'Britain is a nation under Christ and we will no longer tolerate the Muslim in our ranks.
'This is a declaration of war against Islam.
'We will drive Islam from our shores and turn the sea red with Muslim blood.
' OK, we now know what they call themselves.
Let's find out who the hell they are.
This place is falling apart.
You should pull some strings.
The death of Khalid Mansoor was supposed to be the beginning and the end of this, Steven.
An example to our enemies that we can't be pushed around, and to our government that the people would support a tougher stance on Islam and it was working.
Our job was done.
No, it wasn't.
Innocent lives were lost in Bradford.
Only the cleric and his men died.
And now this declaration of war.
They declared the war.
We join it.
In the name of a peace-loving God? Do you have any idea of the damage it does to the church? You asked me to kill Khalid Mansoor for you.
Was that a peace-loving act? No, no, and I've accepted it as a horrible necessity, a sin committed for the greater good.
But this "Holy War" you wage is nothing more than terrorism in the name of Christ.
You've become what you despise.
If you want to stop me, pick up the phone to the police and tell them everything.
Throw yourself upon your sword and save the innocent lives that this war will claim.
You can't do that, because you love the power and influence that this church brings you, more than you love the God that founded it.
Become what I despise? You're everything that I despise, Bishop.
The Sons of Phineas's website contains the usual right-wing fundamentalist Christian polemics.
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Jews are the spawn of Satan, Muslims have no souls, you know the thing.
Who's Phineas? It's Old Testament.
Phineas was a follower of Aaron and a general in his army.
When one of his fellow Israelites took up with a Midianite woman, Phineas killed them both to prevent the bloodline of Israel being polluted by foreign blood.
All right, threat assessment.
Did they kill these two men and how serious are they? We're pretty light on intelligence at the moment.
How many active members have you got? We don't know.
Who's financing them? We're trying to find out.
Contacts with other extremist groups? We're working with GCHQ and anti-terrorism.
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Does anyone know anything about this group that did not come from typing "Sons of Phineas" into Google? They're under the radar, Harry.
They shot a man dead outside the Royal Courts of Justice.
They just decimated a restaurant in Bradford killing four people.
Their agents are prepared to die for their cause and they've issued a public declaration of war against Islam.
Let's get them firmly on the radar.
'Despite threads of reprisals from extremist groups, the overwhelming 'public response has been a united condemnation.
'Muslim and Christian leaders as well as politicians are asking 'for calm and stressing the need for reconciliation.
' The only link we could find between Daniel Ellis and the Bradford bomber, Michael King, apart from their army backgrounds, was that they both stayed at this homeless shelter at different times.
Now this shelter is run by this man, Steven Paynton.
We've silhouetted and voice-matched surveillance of Paynton with the Sons of Phineas video and we're sure it's him.
And we think he has spent the last seven years taking homeless men with military backgrounds off the streets, turning them into soldiers for his cause? We're not being a shade paranoid? Even paranoids have enemies.
They could be anywhere.
But somewhere there'll be a list of who they are and where they are.
We need to get it.
Or rather we need Steven Paynton to give it to us.
Now the Sons of Phineas have been getting offers of support from other extremist groups through their website.
That's our way in.
I'd like an hour, please.
£1.
50, please.
You're new here.
Is it that obvious? Not at all.
I come here every day.
I'm actually just relief.
The regular guy called in sick.
John? Christopher.
I never knew there was a John.
Christopher.
That's right.
He's slippery.
He can be as slippery as he likes.
We're ready for him.
OK, here we go.
Oh, very clever, Mr Paynton.
What's he doing? He's loading up a piece of software which will encode all his keystrokes.
We can still read the screen.
The joys of fibre-optics surveillance.
Smile, Mr Paynton, you're on camera.
Good, he's gone straight to our e-mail.
Come on, take the bait.
Reply.
Checking out the fake website.
What happened to the real League of Christ? The group died out, but they have been reborn for our purposes.
They're cash-rich and eager to fund Paynton's holy war.
Got him.
NEWS: 'Police in Manchester were on high alert last night 'after two teenagers were attacked by a group of Asian men.
'Community leaders claim it was a revenge attack, 'prompted by the murders of the radical cleric Khalid Mansoor and Hakeem Mohammed 'by the Christian fundamentalist group, Sons of Phineas.
' Dad? Mm? Do you think work will let you go on the Ferris wheel? I don't know.
Maybe.
Can I come with you? I'd love you to, mate, but it's a work trip, you know.
We can have our own adventure while your Dad's away.
We could go on the Millennium Wheel.
You'll have a better time than me.
You're always going away.
It's just for a couple of days.
I tell you what, why don't you take your camera with you and then you can show me the photos when you get back? Where you going? It's bedtime.
What? All right, I'll come up in a minute and read you another chapter of your book.
I want Jenny to read.
I'll be up in a minute.
He'll be OK.
It's fine.
If the Prime Minister is uncomfortable, get him to call me.
I will explain to him the nature of the Security Service.
I'll even use small words so that he doesn't get confused.
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Is there anything we DO have a choice over any more? Well, if you think of something, Charles, let me know.
Downing Street's esteemed legal advisor now questioning the content of my operational briefings.
Where's Adam? Harry.
Ah, nice of you to join us.
'Two boys are said to be in a critical condition.
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' Manchester - their first retaliation.
If one of those boys doesn't make it.
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We think this is Steven Paynton's plan.
He knows how dry the tinder is and he's throwing sparks.
He's been recruiting for seven years, he's got a lot of sparks.
Shall we bring him in? No, a lunatic like Paynton won't tell us anything, however hard we push.
We'll have to distract him and buy ourselves more time.
How? If we tempt him with a possibility of a big strike against his enemies, we can persuade him to postpone his attacks and buy ourselves enough time to uncover his organisation.
And who is going to cast temptation in his path? The League of Christ, our fictional Austrian group.
They're represented in London by AR Morgan Ltd.
A small private brokerage who handle under the table financial transactions for various extremist religious groups across Europe and the States.
Paynton's arranged a meeting, with Morgan - Adam Morgan - the company chairman.
He's British and a born-again Christian fanatic.
If anyone can gain Paynton's trust, dazzle him with the possibilities of a global holy war and find out everything about his army of martyrs, it's Adam Morgan.
Mr Paynton? Adam Morgan.
I'm glad you replied to my e-mail.
I represent some people who want me to find out if you're either very brave, or very stupid.
What do you see, Steven? It's spectacular, Mr Morgan.
Adam, please.
And you're not really looking.
Two thousand years of Christian achievement.
The Romans, the Spanish, the FrenchI we've withstood them all.
The Great Fire of London came closer than anything else to destroying it, and out of the ashes rose the greatest cathedral in the world.
God watches over London.
And now these.
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people.
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with their homemade bombs, think they can bring this city to its knees? Do you know the story of the Hagia Sophia? Another great cathedral.
It was built in Istanbul, Constantinople as it was then, by the Emperor Justinian, who claimed he had outdone Solomon himself.
For a thousand years it remained the largest cathedral in the world.
What happened to it? In 1453, Constantinople fell to the Ottomans.
The greatest cathedral the world had ever seen became a mosque.
And you want to battle it with grenades and revolvers? Have you seen the news about Manchester? The teenagers who were attacked? This is how it begins.
The retaliations will draw in all sides.
With the right provocation, the war on the streets will become a war that engulfs the whole world.
And seize the arms of Christ finally victorious.
The second coming of the Messiah is prophesised only after the Earth has lived in Christian harmony for 2, 000 years.
Armageddon.
As it is written, so shall it comes to pass.
If you continue to embark on these petty acts of vigilantism you'll eventually be arrested, reviled as a lunatic and locked up.
Your movement will die and history will ignore you.
Thank you for your time.
You're not stupid, Steven, you're a brave man with pure ambition but your methods are short-sighted and you will fail.
And who are you to judge me? I'm the man who can help you wage your war.
This League of Christ.
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We're looking into them.
They want to support Paynton's Holy War? So it seems.
And if they provide him with the means to launch a significant attack on one of our cities? The situation is in hand.
As in you're watching him? Preparing to arrest him? What? This man has spent seven years building a network of devoted killers who are prepared to die for his cause.
Now we need to know who they are and where they are.
Paynton won't give that up just because we're shining a light in his eyes.
Where, Harry, in this miracle of misdirection and understatement does it tell me how you do intend to uncover that information? Potentially compromising details of ongoing operations are strictly need to know.
I do need to know.
Then petition the JIC for higher clearance.
Charles, you're a lawyer.
I don't personally have anything against that except to say every building in Whitehall contains lines of sad lawyers and accountants going around tapping their nose, saying 'need to know'.
PHONE RINGS Yes? Put him through.
You'll have to excuse me.
If a mosque gets blown up tomorrow morning because your information on Paynton's plans was incomplete, you'll be hung out to dry.
A man in my position faces that possibility every day, Mr Lee.
You learn to let it not cloud your judgement.
The League of Christ.
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I've never heard of them.
MI5 seem to be taking them seriously.
According to the files, they were active in Vienna during the sixties and seventies.
They seem to have resurfaced and they're offering to support your boys' holy war.
I'll make some calls.
How close are you to all this, David? Please tell me there was never any direct contact between you and Steven Paynton.
He came to me ten years ago.
David! He wanted to train for the priesthood and, in many ways, he was a perfect candidate - passionate, knowledgeable, devoted.
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But? Some men make God in their own image, Charles.
Steven Paynton forged a god of hatred and violence.
I thought he might have mellowed.
He believes he can start a war in this country between Christians and Muslims that will spread to engulf the world.
Then he is insane.
Yes.
He says if he's arrested, he'll name me.
I'm a bishop.
I sit in the House of Lords.
I'm a personal friend and advisor to the Prime Minister.
If it.
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Why couldn't you have ignored this? You tipped us off.
What did you think we were going to do? Send flowers? We talked about what we he had to do and why we had to do it.
We talked about a single strike but you had to give the job to somebody who's already preparing for Armageddon.
I think what we need to do is.
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We don't need to do anything, David.
YOU need to stop him.
We've been here just over two and a half years now.
There's space for 30 permanent residents and a further 50 transients in the dorms.
Transients? The residents have transformed their lives and are now made ready to move forward.
The transients are in various stages of conquering their afflictions and finding the true path.
So the permanent residents are.
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Steven Paynton's private army.
'The residents also help to maintain the place and act as counsellors to the transients.
' Obviously, not all the transients go on to become residents.
Our mission is to rescue people from the streets and encourage them to let Christ into their hearts.
If they find themselves unable to do so, there's a limit to how long.
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'We can't allow them to become a burden.
We save souls, not lives.
' That's charming.
Shall we? Your set-up here is very impressive.
But a handful of ex-addicts isn't going to get you what you want.
You're very blunt, Mr Morgan.
Adam.
I don't see any point in being otherwise, do you? Al Qaeda have cells all over the world and if they continue with cowardly attacks for the next 100 years, they'd have achieved nothing.
They've made people afraid.
The media's made people afraid.
And what is fear anyway? Who ever effected change through fear? I'll be frank.
Our friends in Vienna want to help you.
But they've been here beforeI getting involved with groups like yours that seem promising at the outset, but who ultimately lack ambition.
Well, that's not me.
Perhaps not.
But there's a long journey to make between where you are now and what you want to achieve, and I don't think you're walking in the right direction.
How many more soldiers do you have around the country? Enough.
Enough? I understand your reluctance to divulge everything at once.
Details can wait.
Let's forget about the individual Muslim for the moment.
You need to think much bigger.
There are over 1,600 mosques in the country, so, assuming you have the manpower, you're not short of more ambitious targets.
True, but mosques are.
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Bricks and mortar.
There's only so much damage you can do with revolvers and grenades.
If you're going to wage a war.
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your army needs equipment.
D'you know what this is? I gave you my life.
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every breath I've drawn in this.
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miserable world you made.
So why are these murderers feeling themselves touched by your grace while I stand here alone, staring into the abyss? ! I.
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I caused a man's death.
So where's my guidance? Where's my protection? I made you in my own image weak.
You're cowardly.
He looks down on all of this and he does NOTHING! So what do I do now? It might not be right in your eyes, but it will save lives.
I'm bound to hell, anyway.
I might as well earn my place.
Call sign.
Echo Lima seven nine four.
Re-routing you now.
Hello? It's me.
Hello, you.
How's.
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Vienna? Surprisingly quiet.
Wes there? Yes, playing with his toys.
Can I have a word? Wes! .
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It's your dad.
Sorry, Adam.
But we've.
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we've talked.
I've been away before.
He just misses you.
Well, tell him I miss him too and, um.
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I'll be home soon.
Jen, I've been thinking, you know, when I get back, maybe.
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we should spend some time together, all of us.
That would be nice.
OK.
Well, um, will you send him my love and.
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tell him I'll, I'll see him soon.
Adam.
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Jenny, my mobile's vibrating, I've got to take it.
It's another call.
I'll.
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I'll speak to you tomorrow.
You're never late.
It was all this stuff that drew me to the church as a kid.
Stained-glass, the statuettes.
A hundred people whispering the Lord's prayer in unison.
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So quiet it was like the breath of God moving amongst us.
But it's all just ritual without meaning, isn't it? "Thy kingdom come, thy will be done".
Those words are said so often they've become meaningless to people like you.
But I am doing his will, David.
I AM going to restore his kingdom.
I know why you brought me here.
But you haven't got the guts to kill me, any more than you had the guts to deal with Khalid Mansoor by yourself.
And if I'm wrong, if I am just insane, why won't he grant you the conviction to stop me? Why won't he give you the courage to step out of those shadows and put an end to this trouble I am causing? He's not your god any more, David, he's mine! One of those kids in Manchester died.
No.
What? It's too small.
This is exactly what I was talking about.
You want to waste resources avenging the death of one teenager? This is the prize, Steven.
Not some council estate in Manchester.
You can't react to every little thing that happens.
Let the people there take care of it.
You MAKE the news, Steven.
You don't follow it.
You're all the same.
Holding me back, making rules.
Mansoor was the only target.
No innocent blood to be spilled.
No credit to be taken.
It's all just restraint, and politics and big talk and no action.
Someone put him up to killing Khalid Mansoor! 'What are you talking about?' You think my ambitions are too small? I promised a holy war.
Is that too small? I want a war.
When I close my eyes I can see the smoke, I can see the fire, I can hear the screams.
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I open them and I'm standing in a fancy office, doing what? Come on, Adam.
Promise him something big, keep him on the hook.
We need that list of names before another attack.
I'm not holding you back.
You want to make your mark, Steven.
Our friends in Vienna want to give you a weapon.
Within the next seven days it will allow you to do exactly that.
Get a message to Adam.
We need to meet.
You didn't do it.
Did either of us think I really would? We have to stop kidding ourselves that we're up to this, Charles.
We talk a good game, but Steven Paynton is the real thing.
From the moment I picked up the phone to him, we were in over our heads.
These were passed to me by a well-connected friend at the Israeli Embassy.
It seems Mossad is keeping an eye on Steven Paynton.
They're worried about his involvement with the Austrians.
They smell anti-Semiticism.
But they don't exist, David.
The Austrians, the "League of Christ".
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I made some calls.
They were disbanded more than 20 years ago.
The man in the photograph is an MI5 officer.
It's only a matter of time now before the whole thing comes tumbling down.
When they come for me, I'll confess my part.
I won't drag you down with me.
If only it were that simple.
What you and I have done could put the whole government at risk.
I can't have that responsibility.
What then? Mossad have swallowed the MI5-cover story.
They think the League of Christ is real, they think Paynton's doing a deal with them, they're worried that we're sitting on our hands.
Perhaps the time has come to confirm their worst suspicions and to suggest that they put an end to the sorry fiasco in their own inimitable way.
You want to trick Mossad into killing an MI5 agent, as well as Steven Paynton? I'll lose sleep, but not as much as if our actions brought down the government.
What have we done, Charles? We've made rather a mess, I'm afraid, but now we have a chance to clean it up.
Paynton's backer knew in advance that Mansoor's deportation would fail.
So they must know how close we are to Paynton.
So they'll either tell him we're onto him, or kill him to stop him talking.
We can't let that happen, his army's still out there.
Let me pull Paynton.
He won't talk.
We know that.
He won't talk to us.
But let me pull him in character.
It's a risky double-bluff.
Every other option takes too long.
What do you need? 'Charlie Two, I have an eyeball on Paynton and his minders.
Tell us when.
Go now!' Sweet dreams.
Hello, Steven.
Adam? Who are you working for, Steven? What are you doing? You know who I am.
That's right, I do.
You're Judas.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Look at the laptop, Steven.
Keep lying to me and I'll kill them.
I'm not lying.
I had the police in my office this afternoon.
In my office, Steven! What did they want? A receipt for the 30 pieces of silver they gave you.
What did you tell them? I haven't talked to anyone.
They knew all about you.
Adam.
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Choose your next words very carefully, they may be your last.
The police came to see me.
They knew your name.
They knew about the Sons of Phineas and they knew about me.
Now what did you tell them? I swear to you I haven't talked to anyone.
The police only catch people more stupid than they are.
I'm not stupid, Steven.
They don't knock on my door unless somebody's opened their mouth.
Kill the other one.
No, no, no, no.
Wait.
I know who talked.
It was David Newman.
It must have been.
Who? David Newman.
He's the Bishop of Whitechapel.
He advises the Government on Christian affairs.
We're getting nowhere here.
You blew it, Steven.
Newman came to me to kill Khalid Mansoor.
Why would he do that? To protect the church, he said.
To send a message to Islam that we can't be pushed around.
I don't believe a word you're saying.
Then pull the trigger.
That wasn't so hard now, was it, Steven? So, now that you're finally in the mood for being honest, let's talk business.
David Newman.
I am no longer surprised by mankind.
As the PM's special advisor, this could destroy the Government.
I think a certain renegade bishop requires a visit.
Talk to Adam, we still need that list of Paynton's soldiers.
PHONE RINGS Jo Portman.
Wes - he's gone missing.
He went to his room after he finished dinner.
I've just been up to check on him and he's not there.
Harry, Wes is missing.
I searched the whole house but he's not here.
Adam's on a job.
I can't call him.
All right, Jenny, slow down.
Could Wes have been taken? No, no, his rucksack's gone and his toothbrush.
He must have run away.
He's been upset.
OK, I need you to wait by the phone.
I need to talk to someone, I'll call you back.
Potentially missing for three hours.
London at night alone, poor Wes.
Pull Adam off the operation.
Use every resource we have to find that little boy.
Call me the second you get anything.
That looked really good.
Yeah, it could have looked better.
The chair was supposed to go over too.
It was fine.
They're still out? Yeah, I gave them an extra dose, in case the charges from the blood packs woke them up.
Get them back into a holding cell at Thames House.
What about Paynton? I've told him the only way he keeps his deal with the Austrians alive is if we get full disclosure.
I'm taking him to the shelter.
He's going to give us a full list of his so-called soldiers.
Right.
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Adam.
Jo called.
Wes has gone missing.
When? A few hours ago.
What, has he been taken? No, no.
They don't know.
They want to take you off the case.
I can't, Paynton's just about to give me the list, I have to do this first.
This is our only chance.
It's my fault.
No.
You stay focused on Paynton.
I'll take care of this.
He's nine years old and he's out there all on his own.
'Sometimes I think it was stupid and selfish of us to have a child.
'What kind of a world is he going to know?' I'll put every resource we have into finding Wes.
You stay on Paynton and block this out.
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Adam! I'll find him.
I promise.
Now go.
I can't lose him.
You won't.
I'm sorry, the church is closed at the moment.
If what you've done gets out, they all might be.
I should have been open with you from the start.
I, I should have trusted you.
We're the same, aren't we? Dedicated to a single cause with a purity of purpose.
We'll always prevail because we can't be distracted.
'Daddy, Daddy.
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' This country's grown ashamed of itself.
We're a Christian nation embarrassed by our faith.
Didn't God give man free will? He must have realised it wouldn't always go his way? Men like you are charged to defend us.
How can you justify protecting our enemies? You see a man like Khalid Mansoor, talking about a Britain under Islamic rule, and it frightens you.
It frightens a lot of people.
But I see a man like you - conspiring to kill Mansoor, embarking on a journey from which there can be no return.
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and it frightens me just as much.
Today you kill Muslims, tomorrow Jews, and soon we'll be back burning Catholics and witches.
Afghanistan under the Taliban frightens me no more than England under Cromwell.
What happens now? You're in an interesting position.
A senior clergyman, a friend of the Prime Minister.
We can hardly clap you in irons and parade you through the streets.
I can retire.
And deprive the world of your passion, when there are so many who could benefit? I'm seeing missionary work.
Africa, South America.
You're talking about deportation.
The irony is not lost on me.
I just wanted to defend my country.
That's my job.
And I'm better at it.
Yeah, the photo was e-mailed over.
Issue it to every patrol car and community support officer.
I want updates on this line every 15 minutes.
GCHQ haven't picked up any activity directed at Adam's family.
We have to assume Wes is just wanting attention.
He's got that.
Every police officer, every port, train station and bus depo has been alerted.
Wes Carter is the most wanted child in the country.
Adam's arriving at the shelter.
Thames House, this is Alpha Two.
I have visual on Paynton and our officer.
Maintain.
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Alpha Two? Alpha Two, come in, His comms are still live.
Alpha Three, do you have eyeball on Alpha Two? Alpha Three, come in, Where have they gone? How many are there? 35 left.
Why is this page marked? Manchester.
We have to stoke the fires, Adam.
HIS WIFE: 'Sometimes I think it was stupid.
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'Selfish of us.
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' Call him off.
Too late.
What's the target? The mosque, city centre.
Twelve pounds of Semtex.
You wanted me to think big.
When? Within the hour.
We have a priority-one terrorist threat on the central mosque in Manchester.
Simon Grant - I've got his Royal Navy personnel file, Suspect is a Simon Grant.
31 years old.
IC one, dark hair, slim build.
Details are on their way to you.
Alert local authorities, anti-terrorism and Joint Intelligence.
That's everything, Adam.
We have the list.
Send in Alpha Team to bring him out.
Who are you talking to? You've been played, Steven.
'Adam!' Someone's just cut the power to the whole building.
'Sometimes I think it was stupid and selfish of us to have a child.
' 'Adam? It's Ros, can you hear me? 'I'm on my way to you.
' Malcolm, can we re-task one of GCHQ's thermal-imaging satellites onto the shelter? I'll try.
It'll take me a minute to re-calibrate the protocols.
OK, the satellite's re-aligned but we only have seven minutes before it passes out of range.
Switching to thermal imaging.
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Oh, dear.
Adam.
Can you hear me? Are you hurt? Adam? Can we get their comms? Either they don't have any or they're on radio silence.
Malcolm? Do you have a visual? Five people have just entered the building in a military formation.
One of them is standing guard outside.
And, Ros, Adam's collapsed.
Some kind of fit, he's not responding.
There's movement on the first floor.
OK, Malcolm, I'm at the shelter, but I don't have the line of sight.
Who's there? Who's there? ! They've killed Paynton.
They're not turning back.
Right, I'm going in.
Does anyone want to tell me what they can see, or am I going in blind? There's a guard outside the entrance.
Hurry, they're close to finding Adam.
Hi, gorgeous.
Oops! No ID, no wallet, nothing, Malcolm, this is a Jericho.
Jericho? That's.
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that's Israeli.
This is a Mossad hit squad! OK, I'm going in.
Keep trying to get through to Adam.
Get me a secure line to the cultural attache at the Israeli Embassy.
Adam? Adam, can you hear me? Adam, there's a Mossad hit squad in that building.
They're heading towards you right now.
Zaf, anything? No, not yet.
PHONE BUZZES Daniel, Harry Pearce.
Tell me I'm not watching satellite imagery of a Mossad hit squad in action in Central London? Adam! Adam, please, they're closing in on you.
Adam, you've got to get up! Adam! Let me rephrase the question.
What the hell are you people playing at? Any news on Wes? No, not yet.
Malcolm, they're gonna kill him.
The League of Christ - it doesn't exist! Yes, I'm sure.
We made the bloody thing up.
Adam, we've found Wes.
He's all right.
He's safe.
Adam, did you hear what I said? We've found Wes.
Your son is safe.
'Daddy, Daddy.
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' Adam! 'Is Mummy coming home.
Where's my mummy?' Adam! 'Mummy's not coming home.
Are we dreaming, Daddy? 'Are we in this dream together?' Are you hearing this? 'Keep Wes safe.
'Promise me you will.
' You've got company, you've got to pull yourself together! Adam, you're the only thing that little boy has in the world.
So if you don't want to make him an orphan, get up now! How many more of them are there? Two down, four to go.
Ms Myers is in the building with you.
I can't see a bloody thing.
We're running thermal imaging off a GCHQ satellite.
But it's moving so we don't have much time.
I'm with Ros, I'm going to switch you on to Jo's channel.
Adam? Out the door and straight ahead, for 20 metres.
Left or right? Left turn at the end and ahead, another ten metres.
You'll find a door on your left.
HARRY: This is an undercover operation.
Two of my senior officers are inside.
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Well, think of something, right now! We've got to get them help.
This is crazy.
Back-up is six minutes away and we've only two minutes till the satellite images cut out.
Malcolm, what's going on? Adam just had a lucky escape.
We're going to get you both out of there but right now, you have a more immediate problem.
If either one of my people come out of that building with so much as a hair out of place I will have every single Mossad officer in London expelled from this country so fast your head will spin.
Another down, three to go.
But you've got one heading towards you, Adam, moving fast.
Adam, he's right on top of you.
I can't see anyone.
Adam, 3 o'clock.
Two left.
Ros, Adam's heading down to the ground.
We're going to put you together, and get you both out of the building.
Copy that.
OK, Jo? Which way? I can't tell which floor they're on.
The thermal imaging doesn't give us any depth perspective.
There's someone near you, Adam, but we don't know what floor he's on.
OK, just tell me how to get out of here.
Down the stairs to your right.
Adam, you OK? I'm fine.
Which way? Left at the bottom, left again at the end, straight on for 30 metres brings you to the main entrance.
Be careful.
Where's Ros? Down at basement level, making her way towards the main entrance.
We're losing the signal.
Adam! In the nick of time, Daniel.
We've found Wes.
The police are with him now.
I'm going to get him home.
Is he OK? He's fine.
He was at Paddington, trying to get to Heathrow apparently.
He's in his bedroom.
He's exhausted but he's OK.
He wanted to wait up for you.
It's OK.
I'm so sorry.
It's OK.
Daddy? Hello, mate.
I hear you've been on an adventure.
I wanted to surprise you in Vienna.
I know.
Well, I'm back now.
So you can go to sleep.
I love you.
Sweet dreams.
Steven Paynton was a delusional right-wing psychopath who managed to persuade two of his converts to martyr themselves for his cause.
When the Western world didn't rise up in support, he took his own life.
There was no sponsor.
His network, which never officially existed, has been rounded up.
So we just sweep the whole thing under the carpet? Our sacred institutions are part of the fabric of this society.
If we start pulling at loose threads now just because we can, who knows what we'll end up with? And Mossad? Tail firmly between their legs.
They could tell us who put them up to it.
I suspect whoever that was won't be making it into work this morning.
'Has Mummy come home? Where's Mummy?' It's called tradecraft.
Operation Sandpiper.
It's a black op.
Keep this man alive or anything you've got to lose, I'll make sure it's taken from you.
Do I make myself clear? Two to the chest, one to the head.
Dempsey! DEMPSEY! You're an assassin, Richard.
You will not allow Adam to jeopardise this operation.
Are we clear? Are we clear? Trust me just once more.
Trust me.
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