03x09 - Frequently Asked Questions

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- What's Adam Carter doing here?
- I've drafted him in.

- You know his reputation.
- Brilliant.

- Mace ordered me over to Thames House.
- No way.

- It's orders.
- I'm going to Harry.

I want it.

You can question our methods -
we do that all the time.

But don't question our motives.

If I come over to Five,
I can have a life with you in this house.

Post 9-1 1 , we made a decision
that nothing, nobody was off-limits.

We can't say any more
"This we do not do".

When Mr Morgan gets home,
then you can leave him be.

Do you mind
if I don't stay until the bitter end?

A tail car will follow him into the village

and then there's a covert team
lined up for the overnight watch.

You go on.

Oh, Harry's got a car booked for eight.

- If there are any problems...
- It's fine, honest.

- You out tonight?
- Maybe.

- See you tomorrow.
- Ruth...

- Our man here lives off junction...?
- Junction five.

So why is he coming off at four?

No. No, please don't do this...

SHE SIGHS

Better get Harry.

Robert Morgan. Ex-army.

A known trafficker in ill*gal arms,
under routine surveillance.

But up till now, nothing different?

No. Today's timing and route
fits the pattern of the last few days.

His activity has been dull as ditch water,
until this deviation.

- Police?
- One tail car.

- How long's he been there?
- Ten minutes.

He's right beside a disused RAF base.

- What's he doing?
- I think I know what he's doing there.

Harry, what is this?

This is a map of all the old Soviet KGB
weapons hides

scattered across the country
in the good old days of the Cold w*r.

- I didn't know these existed.
- No, not many people do.

- Robert Morgan's one of them.
- Yes.

And for reasons best known to himself
he's chosen now to visit this one.

Keep a very close eye on this man.

- g*nsh*t
- 'Get down!'

- Harry!
- 'Don't move!'

- Someone's fired a shot.
- 'Hold still.'

Red-flash Adam.

Accidental discharge
from one of the police weapons teams.

- Any of them hurt?
- Not seriously.

Pity. So they're holding Morgan?

Yes. I've sent Colin and Malcolm
to check the hide.

What do you think?

'lf we allow the police to question him,
they'll let him go.'

And now he knows we're onto him,
he's lost his value as an asset.

He won't put a foot out of place.

There is another option, Harry.

We could bring him in.

A man closely connected with ill*gal arms
trade is hanging round weapons hides.

I want to ask him a few questions.

We just have to conceal
the fact that we've got him.

- The police?
- I'll deal with them.

When you have your little chat,
only tell me what I need to know.

Don't worry,
I understand the principle of deniability.

Just don't give me too much to deny.

Episode 9
'Frequently Asked Questions'

Don't let him sleep. And watch him -
he knows what he's doing.

ADAM: 'Well, you can be pretty sure'

Morgan's not setting up a sh**ting
gallery. He's a civilian contractor.

- Mercenary is nearer the mark.
- Finance, friends and family.

- Everybody has a weakness.
- What's our time frame?

Morgan's disappeared, so whoever's
hired him will have to assume

an unfriendly force has taken him.
And he'd be right about that.

- It's a three-dimensional jigsaw.
- The weapons hide?

You need to look at it as though
it's a three-dimensional jigsaw.

We were using the ultra-sound
to check for booby traps,

but instead, in the middle of the container,

we found a space
where a weapon used to be.

- Morgan must have taken something.
- So what was it?

- A laser target designator.
- One of these.

This one we found in the hide,
one is missing.

You pre-sight it,
plant it in the ground,

and then it can be triggered
to guide a m*ssile to its target.

The laser beam hits the target and causes
an invisible cone to rise above it.

The m*ssile uses the cone as a funnel
to find its way to where it needs to go.

The beauty of this system
is that it enables the control team

that fires the missiles
to remain miles out of the way.

I don't think "beauty" is the word
if Number 10 went up in smoke.

Erm, rather disturbingly, this ties
in with information from E-Section.

We scan the air above our cities
for unusual radio activity.

Um, last week, one of our scanners
picked up something strange.

An untraceable flash. At the time
we didn't know the exact cause,

but it looks like it's a laser designator
having a trial run.

- Where was this?
- London.

This changes things completely.

If the designator
has already been pre-set and tested,

we can probably assume
an attack is imminent.

If I was running the op,
I'd bring it forward.

The information on this attack
will have a shelf-life of...?



That's how long we've got to stop
a guided m*ssile falling in London.

Danny, you're with me
in the interrogation.

Ruth, check with Echelon for any chatter
and get in touch with GCHQ.

- He left his car near the weapons dump.
- You and Colin pull it apart.

- I'll get on to those three Fs.
- Start with Finance.

This guy'll have spent his life
doing anti-interrogation courses.

And I've spent half my career
devising them.

He'll reveal enough to keep us interested.
After three days, he can tell us anything.

By then his team will have changed plans
or carried out the attacks without him.

Exactly. This guy will hold out
until his information's obsolete.

- How do you want to play this?
- Let's see how co-operative he is.

And if he isn't?

Your current address?

That's not such an easy question
to answer.

Give it a whirl.

OK...

There's two.


and 32 St David's Road, Hereford.

And would you prefer we call you Ken
Johnson, Robert Morgan or Rick Garbut?

Take your pick. In my line of work,
I need more than one name.

You know the score.

How would you describe
your line of work?

HE INHALES AND EXHALES
Do I get a phone call?

We're not holding you
on a speeding charge.

We're holding you
under the 2000 Terrorism Act,

under which
we can detain you for seven days

and longer, if the friendly in-house
magistrate agrees.

Which, after careful consideration
of each case, he usually does.

But tell us what we want to know and you
can be home in time for tea and crumpets.

At either 32 St David's Road, Hereford,
with the wife Nancy,

or at 43 Kenilworth Road, Derby,
with the girlfriend, the lovely Lucy.

It's not a criminal offence
to be having an affair.

Perhaps not.

But storing hi-tech weaponry
in an old Soviet arms dump is.

- Who's running you?
- Why should I say?

I don't even know who you are.

If you don't co-operate, this isn't
going to be nice. Take your time.

But think very carefully
about the choices you're making.

I'm afraid I'm going to have
to put an additional burden your way.

Of course, Harry.

The Lord High Executioner,
our Director General,

is retiring at the end of the summer.

- Personal reasons.
- Exactly. Personal reasons.

And they've asked me
to apply for the position.

Well, that's great. Congratulations.

It's not just me, there's a short list,
but they want me to go for an interview.

And when they invite you,
they make it very hard to say no.

But why would you want to say no?

Well, when there's a mercenary
using his skills

to help t*rrorists
fire a m*ssile at central London,

I'd rather be here
than lounging on the seventh floor.

I can help you prepare for the interview.
Likely questions, stuff like that.

Obvious things about the future
of the service, plans, failings, threats...

Thank you Ruth, but...

Not at the expense
of our current operation.

And I'd appreciate it if you kept
this to yourself, kept it secret.

Of course. Isn't that
what we're meant to be good at?

This was just another job.

Your job was simply moving weapons
from one place to another?

Pretty much.

So you were just using those dumps
as a place to store the weapons?

- That's right.
- Guess what my next question is.

- Who was I working for?
- Correct.

It isn't that different on the outside
than it is here on the inside.

Working for Her Majesty's Government?

You're on a job. You don't ask
about the before and after parts.

It's easier and safer,
and so you just don't think about it.

Do you make any sense of that?

How many arms dumps
have you visited recently?

Fascinating history, those places have.

Soviets built them near to British
Air Force bases during the Cold w*r.

We did it to them, of course.

And you were one of the guys crawling
around Siberia setting them up. We know.

Look, if I were to hazard a guess
as to the terms of my employment,

I'd say that it was something to do
with running an operation

against elements with a t*rror1st structure.

You're saying this was a black op,

that you were working for the government
on a deniable operation?

- It had that feel.
- OK, this is really important.

If it was, we need to know right away.

So if I knock on the door
of the JIC, Six or UKN, whoever,

they'll tell me exactly what's going on?

- Not necessarily.
- You said it was a government operation.

- I said it had that feel.
- Then someone must know about it.

Operations don't just
appear out of nowhere.

At my end of the ladder we don't ask.

I've been involved
in a number of operations whose -

what did my old colonel like to call
it? - whose provenance was unclear.

You jump out a plane at night
with 120lbs strapped to your feet,

knowing that when you land
there'll be people trying to k*ll you.

You don't have time
to worry who dreamt it up.

- Stop.
- What?

I've already warned you about this.
You're just talking this into the ground.

- We won't get bored and go away.
- I'm saying I'm just a private contractor.

- Who counter-signed your contract?
- What contract?

You're not doing this for charity. Someone
with your expertise is being paid a lot,

and I don't believe
that you don't know who's paying.

That depends on the nature
of the operation.

The more deniable it is, the more
everyone involved has to be overqualified,

even for the most mundane job.

I was just doing the heavy lifting.

Morgan's bank statements
make interesting reading.

- He earns a lot and likes to spend it.
- Our first option is to offer money.

If he's stupid enough to turn that down,
we'll start asset stripping.

He's a mercenary.
Let's try and do a deal with him first.

He definitely knows what's going on,
so why isn't he telling us?

When we discover that, we're on our way
to finding out what this is all about.

What's in it for him?

- Belief?
- Give me a break.

- Money, then.
- OK, let's go after that.

Danny, offer him the deal.
If he doesn't take it, get his signature

and we'll drain his accounts.

You OK?

Of course. I like this stuff.

Just remember what it's like
on the other side.

I'm not likely to forget.

You should be prepared
to answer questions

on four main areas -
the state of readiness of the service,

your character and operational experience
and, most importantly,

the nature of the present threat
and how far do we go to combat it?

How far do we go in all senses?

"Is there anything we shouldn't
be doing?" Yes, I like that.

How about the other candidates?
Do we know who they are?

Of course not.

Nor, Ruth, could I openly approve
of anyone trying to find them out.

- But if a list of them happened...?
- To find its way onto my desk?

Then I'd have to send it back
to its rightful owner, unopened.

When you've got your circulation back,
I'd like you to sign for your belongings.

Where's my car?

We're having it valeted.

Help yourself.

Thanks, but I'm not hungry.

- Something wrong?
- No.

OK, look at this
from my perspective.

We find you next to an old Soviet
arms dump full of new kit.

In fact, so new that my technical guys
think Christmas has come early,

and still you claim
that you're just the water carrier.

I've told you all that I know.

We know how much you guys get paid
if a job like this works out.

Just tell us what this is about
and we'll match that figure.

We'll make sure you're not prosecuted

and you're compensated
to the full amount.

- What's this?
- A deal for you to sign.

You don't believe me?

OK, well, as you know,
this is all being taped,

and if you still have doubts,

we'll get in that lawyer you asked for -
a witness, anyone you like.

OK, you've done
anti-interrogation stuff.

We all know how this works -
you'll have to give us something.

This... is the best way of doing it.

Still not hungry?

- No.
- OK.

Just tell us the nature of this operation,

and that deal still stands
whenever you want.

OK, I know you guys have a rather
sniffy attitude to the Security Services,

because you're the glory boys,
aren't you?

I mean, we can't run up a hill
carrying a tree trunk

or score 20 out of 20
on the pop-g*n range.

But then, we always find people
to do that for us.

What we are capable of
is a very different type of operation -

in your case, making sure that no area
of your life goes uncontaminated.

Everything that you have worked
to achieve we can unravel,

and if you don't believe me, just watch.

- I'll get the signature to Ruth to deal with.
- Good.

I'm dangling carrots and he's not biting.

We need to up the ante.
Let's put a siren loop in there.

Are you sure about that?

The more we turn up the heat, the more
effective your role becomes, Danny.

Let's put him in the stress position
and have a guard on him 24 hours,

then I'll go in and give him
the bad news about his money.

I know what he's thinking.

I know exactly
what's going through his head.

How come?

It's just one of the things I know.

SIREN BLARES

The human ear
is most sensitive to that exact pitch.

So it drives you slowly insane
and can lead to complete hearing loss.

Isn't that called t*rture?

I have accessed a list
of all Morgan's deposits and withdrawals.

Well, if he's clever he'll have deposited
all the cash in small amounts.

Exactly.

Thanks, Ruth.

Small amounts of money found
in Morgan's numerous bank accounts

can be traced back to one large deposit.

£100,000 was credited to an account
belonging to Ken Johnson,

one of Morgan's pseudonyms, in
Saffron Walden on the 31st of last month.

Any tie-up?

Oh, yes.

Instructions were received that
day to go to Saffron Walden from...

- A private bank in the City.
- Good.

Find out whose account
that money came from.

We've traced the account
to a subsidiary of Anglo-West African Oil.

An oil company? A laser designator?
It doesn't add up.

The payment trail is well hidden.

It's not the kind of business strategy likely
to be announced in the annual report.

Multi-nationals
have long used people like Morgan

for protection and security
in their installations abroad.

Still, we can't overlook anything. Ruth?

Anglo-West African is bidding for
a pipeline contract across the lvory Coast

which could provide 30%
of the world's supplies,

bypassing any reliance
on the Middle East,

and Her Majesty's Government is paying
for the pipeline with taxpayer's money.

We need to get somebody at Anglo
to tell us what's going on.

I've a list of executives we might recruit.

Subject to the usual array
of human failings, I trust.

- I prefer to use more positive aspects.
- Each to their own.

OK, I think Morgan will be softened up
enough by now. I'll get back in there.

Just like to say how glad we are
to have you staying with us at Five.

We're lucky to have you.

I'll need Malcolm
to organise me a pool car.

Of course. Nothing too special.

What were you doing?
You must have seen me coming!

- Sorry, I just didn't...
- What do you think mirrors are for?

I don't know the insurance company or
anything. My husband looks after all that.

But let me give you my card. Got a pen?
I'll write my registration number on it.

Thanks. Sorry.

Well, here's my card and my insurers.

Will you be OK getting back? I live just
off the Wellington Road, if it's any help...

Look, I want it repaired.
Just call me with the details.

Sure.

Sorry!

Juliet Taylor. 38, lefty at university -
classic sell-out.

Had three crashes in the last year,

which is why I thought a car accident
was the best form of introduction.

Good. She'll want to settle informally
rather than through the insurers.

- How did she take it?
- Not very gracefully.

Though she'll still have to meet me
if she wants her money.

- Is she the right person?
- Number two to the Director of Finance.

Weak spots?

Her daughter, Mattie, who she's desperate
to get into the local posh school.

Use that - although it could take time.
We need to find a more immediate way.

Also, I need somewhere to meet her.
Our place is still a bit of a tip.

- Use Danny's flat.
- Won't he mind?

No. Why should he?

Harry!

I'd like to ask about
your strengths and weaknesses.

Haven't you noticed
we're under some pressure?

Which is why this is just the right time.

Do you think the end always
justifies the means in an operation?

I would review each case
on its individual merits.

Isn't it better not to procrastinate?
Makes you sound like a politician.

Perhaps they want a politician.

But you said you didn't want the job,
you want to be in touch at ground level.

Do you think you always do?

I think my strengths are I hold onto certain
things I feel are important and good.

I'm referring to a certain
ethical dimension to our work.

We won't defeat terrorism
by destroying democracy.

Mm. That's all very high-minded,
but in practice what does that mean?

Does it mean results aren't everything?
You draw the line somewhere, don't you?

I think that's enough for now, Ruth.

I'm just enabling you to fail gracefully,
as requested.

For which I will be eternally grateful.

Hypothetically, Harry, you wouldn't
forget about us, would you?

When you're pacing the thickly carpeted
floor of your new office?

I didn't know I paced, Ruth.

Only in a... good way.

What?

Nothing.

Four years ago, I was taken prisoner in
the Yemen by a group I was working with.

I was undercover as an aid-worker.

How long did they hold you for?

Long enough.

And...?

Did they t*rture me? Yes, they did.

- And...?
- And nothing. That's what they did.

You got your bottle?

We have to move it up a gear.

SIREN STOPS

What's the target?

This will go on until you tell me.

The physical stuffs just a sideshow,

you'll get over that.
This other stuff...

This will be with you forever.

We've got into your accounts...

Paid a visit to your bank.

Thank you, by the way,
for your signature.

You've been well paid recently,

but this morning, with our help,
you donated all your savings to charity.

That includes the £200,000
you hid from the revenue

in your private
bank account in Geneva.

Maybe if you're lucky,

they'll name a ward after you in some
godforsaken hospital in the Sudan.

What?

Think I'm bluffing?

You think you can always make it back
again, working for one of your old mates?

In about 15 minutes,
you're going to seriously regret that.

sh*t.

Yeah. Yeah, there'll be a lot of that.

Take this now.
Drink it before it gets worse.

There's an antidote in here.
It'll be effective in 10 minutes.

And if you're bullshitting me?

Fine. Don't tell me anything
until you're better.

Look, I'll throw in the money as well.
What more can I say?

What is it with you? Why are you
making your life so impossible?

You have about five minutes
before it gets really nasty.

Just remember,
you brought this on yourself.

Did we need to make him so sick?

Did he need to aim a m*ssile at London?
There's no comparison.

Why is he resisting so hard?
Have you asked yourself that?

Yes. All the time.

He must have some very good reason,
and it doesn't seem to be money.

What's our next step?

Let's continue with friends. Then I'll get
very specific about the laser designator.

Then he'll know
he's close to the finishing post.

I can make that seem
like a long way away.

- I haven't got long.
- Sure.

I've spoken to my husband about
the insurance and I have the details.

It's just that he's a bit worried
about our no-claims bonus.

I'm not thrilled at the prospect
of having to talk to mine.

Would you be happy to settle in cash?

That would suit me fine.
You've got my address.

- You'll drop it round?
- Of course. That's no problem.

My daughter's school is just
round the corner - Trinity House.

Really? I want to send my little girl there,

but everybody keeps saying
how impossible it is to get in.

Oh, you know, there are ways.
As with everything.

I mean, I'm on the PTA.
If there's anything I can do to help...

I'm not sure I could...

No, really, it's the least I can do,
considering the damage I've done.

Why don't I drop by your place?

Great, yeah. I'll tidy up.

OK, you get out of here -
broke, but in one piece.

Are you listening to me, because
I'm predicting your future here for you?

Nod if you can hear me.

The one glimmer of light that you can see
is that all the people you work with,

all the old boys from the army,
all your friends,

you think they'll stick with you,
help you back on your feet.

But what if we tamper
with your military records?

My guess is that'll make you
virtually unemployable.

Let's say...

Let's say that you exaggerated
your success in the army...

Let's say your main claim to fame turned
out to be a series of botched operations,

where you were negligent of your men
and cowardly in the face of enemy fire.

The men I served with
will know that's a load of old bollocks.

Let's have a look at the people you
served with and who you now work with

in the private security business.

All their companies have a very important
relationship, apart from the one with you -

the one that they enjoy
with Her Majesty's Government.

Us.

Or, at the moment... me.

Now, if we present your friends
with a choice: "By all means use Morgan,

"but if you do, you'll never work
on another government contract again",

what do you think they'll do? Is their
loyalty going to be to the good old days

or will it be the future of their companies,
themselves, their families?

- I know who my friends are.
- Oh, they'll still be your friends.

They just won't be offering you more
work - not if they want to stay solvent.

You know why? Because they won't
be getting any more business from us.

What's in this for you?

I mean, look at you.

You haven't slept or eaten for 36 hours,
your guts are shot to pieces.

The longer you say nothing, the more
I know you're hiding something really big.

What's the operation?

What's the target?

If it's the money, the money's all gone.
So what's it for? The old days?

All your colleagues who are destined
to have a black strip over their eyes

in one of those kiss-and-tell books
with flames on the outside

that you lot keep writing?

What are you so frightened of?

What they'll do to you?

Is that it?

Is that it?

All that martial arts, unarmed combat,

"Jap-slapping" or whatever you call it,
and that's all you can manage?

I know what you're thinking.

If I can hold out another 24 hours,
another 36... If I can hold out that long...

I know what you've trained yourself to
think about, because I devised the course.

We know you're using a laser designator.

Ah. That got your attention.

Now, tell me what the target is
and when you're planning the attack

or I'll make things so bad that everything
that's happened in the last few hours

will seem like a pleasant memory.

I think he's more frightened of what
his friends will do to him than he is of us.

I'm not so sure about that.

Look, I think it's time
we moved to the third F.

Family.

Perhaps we should've
just started with family.

I always hope
we won't have to go there.

But sometimes we have no choice
and we have to behave worse than them.

You mean create the impression
that we're capable of behaving worse.

Or just behave worse.

Otherwise, we're not going to be able
to find out what we need to find out.

Don't you see
what the danger is here?!

What, that something
blows up in London?

No, that we turn into them,

the people we're fighting.
People like Morgan.

Yeah. Yeah, that's a danger.

But at the moment,
I can't see any alternative.

I'm going home to wash.

When you do your interrogations, do you
ever think about what happened to you?

Yes.

Do you think that's a good thing?

An effective thing, maybe -
I know how they think.

Do you ever sympathise with him?

We're not the same.

He's a traitor who'll use his skills to k*ll
innocent people in return for money.

Still, aren't some things just wrong?

- Like t*rture.
- I wouldn't call this t*rture.

I wouldn't call this t*rture yet at all,
but I'll let you know when we get there.

Friends and finance aren't working.

I'm worried that when Adam moves
to family, things could get nasty.

- We need something from Juliet Taylor.
- My new best friend.

Good. Get her to tell us why Anglo-West
African Oil are paying Morgan.

I'm on it.

I see the covert-entry boys
are doing their work on Morgan's life.

Harry, is there any area
that we don't touch?

- Ethics? Here?
- I'm serious.

Say... to do with his family.

Morgan's daughter, Mary. She's eight.

She needs a liver transplant.
They're looking for a donor.

She has her mother's surname.
That's why we didn't find it before.

Look, he calls her all the time.

I mean, it's possible that I just never came
across this particular piece of information.

Cos you don't trust
what Adam might do with it?

We don't know where this is all going.

Though we do know that it's
nothing to do with the sick daughter.

You don't think
she's got enough on her plate?

I mean, do you never
draw the line on this stuff?

- Where's your little girl?
- She's staying with her gran for the week.

I think this is all of it.
Thank you for doing this.

You were at Manchester?

- My husband was. He loved it.
- So did I.

I did political science, which at the time
was a hotbed of radicalism.

Funny how your life changes.

Now I find myself working for,
of all things, an oil company.

What do you think about that?

Well, a big mortgage to pay
tends to sharpen the senses a little.

- MOBILE RINGS
- Oh, sorry.

I really need to take this.
Can I use your hall?

- Sure.
- Thanks.

'Tom's at the rugby and Mattie's playing
with a friend. We'll have a couple of hours.

MAN: Where are you?

'Trying to sort out this nightmare with
the car, but I'm only five minutes away.

- MAN: I'll be waiting.
- 'Dying to see you.'

Sorry about that. My mum.
She's not been well recently.

- Oh, dear.
- Well, you do what you can.

You know how it is.

What do you think?

- Potentially, it's dynamite.
- My thoughts exactly.

- But we should...
- Save it until the end?

Until we really need it.

What's the worst we can do
with this information?

Remove the daughter from the donor list
or... something more immediate?

Put her in danger?

What I like about you is you never say the
"imagine if it was your daughter" stuff.

Imaginative compassion is a good thing,
but it's not always useful in this job.

The father-daughter relationship's strong.
Seems he's paid for all the treatment.

They haven't got insurance,
but he's taken her private.

- And the mother?
- Remarried.

Other children.

He's a good father. Better than most.

- Who found this stuff?
- Ruth.

She can't have been happy
about the uses we might put it to.

I think she very nearly
didn't show me at all.

HE SLURS
I just get paid, I've told you.

I don't know
where the money comes from.

Let me give you a clue. Does Anglo-West
African Oil mean anything to you?

- Well, I've heard of it.
- Oh, come off it!

That's the company you're working for.

Look, you've done enough. We're
impressed. Now, give yourself a break.

We found out who pays you,
and we've been transferring your money

to all your favourite charities,
particularly Save The Children.

Which, with such a sick daughter,
must be a cause close to your heart.

You know how this works.

You know what the next stage is,
don't you?

Family.

Do you want us to go there?

Your daughter...

Hasn't she got enough to deal with
without you dragging her through all this?

Look at him.

You probably think this has been a classic
good-cop-bad-cop routine, don't you?

If even my colleague doesn't know
how far I'm prepared to go...

..how comfortable
are you feeling right now?

You know I'm not speaking
to you officially, Harry.

I've gathered that. Your sudden desire to
take in the view was a bit of a giveaway.

I'm just pointing out
that Adam's background means...

- His experiences in the Middle East?
- Yes.

- Make me... make me worried about...
- How far he'll go?

Well, it's not so much that
as the fact that he loses himself in this.

It's like he's paying Morgan back
for what happened to him.

I feel awful
going behind his back like this.

What with all the urgency...
We have to find a more informal way.

Is there anything specific I can do?

Anything that would help?

I suppose it's the daughter
I feel most uneasy about.

If it was possible, I'd like you to call
that one, before we directly involve her.

OK.

I don't have a problem with that. I was
simply trying to keep you... above it all.

So much for deniability!

I did say that, but I'm willing to take
my share of the responsibility,

so I suppose now
I'm saying something different.

- You're not going to weaken on me?
- I've never been known to.

Fi, you have to close on her.
He's still holding out on us.

I can't appeal to Juliet's lefty past.
There's no ethical dimension to her life.

But she's having an affair.

Blackmail her. She tells us who Morgan's
working for or we tell her husband.

How do you know this?

I listened to a conversation
she had with her lover.

And then I followed her and saw them.

Blackmail's not healthy for a long-term
relationship with a source,

but it can be highly effective
in the short term.

We all do things we'd rather not.

You b*tch.

Anglo-West African Oil is employing
someone called Robert Morgan.

- I want you to find out what he's doing.
- I can't access information like that.

- I think you can.
- What do you mean?

- Why would they talk to me?
- I wanted this to be amicable.

I strongly suggest that you help us
and then everything will be forgotten.

Forgotten? What are you talking about?

Some of us have principles that don't
include spying on our own companies.

How do you sleep at night?

Not as well as you - especially after your
long afternoons with your friend Simon.

Or do your principles include screwing
around behind your husband's back?

I want that information.
And I want it this afternoon.

- Tell me.
- I never betray my team.

You will.

We'll make sure there's no fallout
from the people you work with.

How are you gonna do that?

By making it look like we discovered
all this another way.

You know about this sh*t, don't you?

What do you mean?

I mean, you know.

Not just from training.
You've been through this, haven't you?

- A lot worse.
- Thought so.

And I'm prepared to go there again...

just to show you what it's like.

'Robert Morgan is employed
by Anglo-West African Oil.'

Yes, that much we know.
It's why you're in this awkward position.

He's paid by a department
called External Development,

who look into any opposition
to our plans for strategic growth.

Things like the pipeline contract?

- Opposition from African countries?
- Eventually.

- But also...
- Rivals for the contract.

That's it, isn't it?

I don't know any more than that.

Who are you calling?

Your home. I've got tapes as well.

If your husband sees how much more you
enjoy yourself with your afternoon lover...

OK.

External Development
is mostly concerned with our rivals

over the African pipeline contract -
the Oil and Petroleum Corporation.

All I know is that
something major is planned.

Something that will remove them
as a player.

- Please, I've told you everything.
- I'm not calling your husband.

I'm calling mine.

Anglo-West African
are going to use Morgan's team

to guide a m*ssile
onto the HQ of their biggest rival?

But make it look like a t*rror1st attack.

- Where's the m*ssile coming from?
- We don't know.

Clear the building to minimise casualties.

We can't have bombs raining down on us.
We must find that designator.

- What will you do?
- Take Morgan on a boat trip.

Danny, I need your help.

You're gonna take someone on a short
tour of an oil company headquarters.

Better not be who I think it is.

Where's the designator
and the rest of your team?

A laser beam is targeting a b*mb onto
that building there, just as you planned.

Why don't you take a look,

see where your b*mb's going to land
when your mission is successful?

We told your daughter that this
was a special sightseeing trip

that you'd organised for her to apologise
for not being in contact recently.

She thinks
she's going to meet you there.

Where's the designator?

I'll need a new identity.

For me and my family.

Can you guarantee my safety?

Danny, leave her.
Leave the girl and get out of there.

Half a mile downstream,
attached to the embankment wall

just before Waterloo Bridge.

And the team with the launcher?

She's still up there.

Crystal Palace. The park.

Rock's Hill's entrance.

Now, get her out of there.

Danny, you can bring her down now.

You know I'm a dead man,
don't you?

They'll find me wherever I go.

That's what it does to you,
doesn't it?

What?

The realisation that there are
no depths to which you wouldn't sink.

Because of
what happened to you before.

And you will always carry it with you.
Just you wait...

When they kick you out,
you'll be just like me.

Out on the open market,

and there's people who'd pay a lot
to employ a private contractor like you.

You going to put in a good word for me?

I serve my country,
not the highest bidder.

You remember what that was like?

Don't try and dignify what you do with
all that stuff about private contractors.

Call it by it's real name.
You're a mercenary.

Is there anything you don't do? Does
the present climate put anything off limits,

or does the end always justify the means?

I certainly believe
that as chief of an organisation,

you can't be involved in every decision,

but you can set the tone
for what is and isn't acceptable.

And on what isn't, is there a line
that you don't cross?

Definitely. What was it Patton said about
being permitted to walk with the devil

to enable you to cross the bridge?

But the end can never justify the means
entirely. You have to be smarter than that,

otherwise what are we defending,
what are we fighting for?

You spoke about your job as one
of defending democracy from all sides.

Apart from the obvious ones,
what other threats were you thinking of?

It's too easy to always look abroad, to
think that's where the main danger lies.

- We need to look closer to home.
- Give me a "for instance".

I believe corporate access to the higher
reaches of government is far too easy

and that a lot of foreign policy stems from
the boardrooms of our multi-nationals.

But hasn't it always been this way?

And surely these
are just theoretical threats?

No, they are not. These people
will stop at nothing to get their way.

It's difficult to set your own limits
when dealing with those people,

to resist behaving like they do.

It's not always easy.

Did you use the daughter?

I had no choice.

- I'm sorry you had to do that.
- Yes, so am I.

Made a decision about these colours?

Well, what about these two?
Cobalt blue or azure?

They both look the same to me.

Yeah, well, they're not.

Well, here's another cobalt blue,
but it's different.

I mean, how do I know?
There must be a book or something

that tells you what colour cobalt blue
really is, gives you a definitive colour.

I think you're taking this truth thing
a bit too far.

Stop being so literal-minded.
This is home. It's real life.

There has to be a benchmark,
so everyone knows what they're doing.

I think we can leave the paints for a while.

I'm just saying, how can I decide
if I can't tell the difference?

I know. I can see that. I'm sorry.

Come on.
Come on, let's go get a drink.

I feel like we need to be surrounded
by people we don't know.

TV: 'Business news. Anglo-West African
Oil has taken a huge hit

as its share price tumbled by 40%.

'The London stock market is predicting
further falls in the next few days

following news that the company
has been unsuccessful in its bid

for a significant pipeline contract
across the lvory Coast.

'The company's managing director
resigned today...'

See? Wrongs righted, evildoers
brought to heel, miracles performed.

Is there no end to our goodness, Ruth?

I got down to the final two, and then they
parachuted a late contender into the job.

But that's what you wanted.

Yes, but it's annoying when the best man
for the job is passed over for a politician.

- It seems you were right.
- Yes. But I'm pleased.

Yeah, well, I'm not.

There's a scratch
on the floor of my flat.

Seems the removal men weren't
careful enough after Fiona moved out.

My point exactly. I wouldn't be involved
with these crucial issues if I were DG.

Set Adam on the removal men.
He'll get to the bottom of it if anyone will.

- Off out, are we, Ruth?
- Yes. I'm only three days late.

And if anything happens between here
and the pods, please don't tell me.

- Ruth?
- I'm not listening.

You have brought chaos and anarchy
to Iraq. Today we will hold you to account.

They're not civilians. It does make
the moral dilemma somewhat less acute.

I will be burned alive
together with my spy colleague.

One of them will be ex*cuted
and you have to chose which one.

They're gonna k*ll us.

- Tell me where they're holding my wife.
- I can't.

g*nsh*t

Oh, my God!