06x06 - The Courier

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We are years away from nuclear
capacity. I work for Yalta.

I need eyes and ears on the Grid.
You're joking.

You mean you want me
to be a traitor.

We can't trust her. Harry's told us
we've got to treat her like a mole.

Ana, my darling,
you remove the British government.

Open the door!
Somebody's trying to k*ll you!

This morning, the man whose life
we saved assured me Iran was
years from full capability.

Ana!

Turns out it's more like hours.

What do you want me
to do with her, Adam?

Iran wants nuclear triggers, we
thought, "They'll get 'em anyway."

America's arming Iran? No.
We're selling them a set of
blueprints with a deliberate error.

The blueprints that were sold today,
my husband found out they were fake.

Go on.

My country just obtained
a real firing set.

We are now a nuclear power.

TWO g*nshots WITH sil*ncer

Ros?

Harry's told Bakhshi.

We've agreed to let him prepare
his own cover story.

Fine.

Ros, I should never have put you
in that position, or Ana.

We all cross boundaries.

It goes with the territory.

I probably said a lot of
strange things last night.

But if one of them was 'thanks',
I meant it.

Iran is joining the atomic club.

The Home Secretary will need
reliable intelligence.

We know the Iranians are
racing to enable triggers

for the missiles
they've already bought,

not least because they're surrounded
by US carriers.

Harry, I... But the blueprints
we intercepted were useless fakes.

Our asset has just confirmed Iran
has sourced working circuit boards -

plug and play.

A fully-armed nuclear adversary.

This source of yours,
did he give us anything else?

She! Ana Bakhshi,

wife of the Iranian Special Consul.

She won't be giving us anything now.

Ana died last night whilst trying
to k*ll one of my officers.

Adam Carter, her handler.

Cloak and dagger, Harry?

Honey traps?

Did nobody tip you off
the Berlin Wall came down yet?

Six were hearing nothing in Tehran.
Ana gave us everything.
And the rest.

While Adam gazed into her eyes,
she slipped something in his drink
and left him to die.

Not my idea of foreplay.

She told us the real circuit boards
fly today from London.

Today?

They must have known
the blueprints were a decoy.

Is Bob right, Harry?

Is the leak on our side?

Do I have to ask you
to search the Grid?

My agency is requesting guarantees
you'll ground all flights to Tehran

to ensure those triggers
don't leave the UK.

I trust Section D
are already one step ahead

and will be co-operating with
our American friends. Gentlemen.

So three airlines leave for Tehran
today - Persepolis Charter 14:30,

British Intercontinental 15:05,
DLG 16:50 with a stop in Frankfurt.

Where's Bakhshi's brother?

If he was sent to collect
the doctored blueprints,
he must be first in line.

We've been all over him. If he bought
a packet of crisps, we'd know it.

They must be using a new courier.
Spoiling for a fight, Harry?

If Iran goes nuclear, Israel
will escalate the stand-off

and America will be forced
into a pre-emptive strike.

Not even Hogan dares risk that.

By the way, the Joint Intelligence
Committee seem to think

that we in Section D have a mole.

They'll be conducting
a full sweep of the Grid.

'By the way, the Joint Intelligence
Committee seem to think that

'we in Section D have a mole.'

Connie, get me the head
of the Airports Authority.

We let everyone board then hold the
flights until we find our target.

I wouldn't do that, Harry.

We've just received
an anonymous e-mail.

"50 litres of dimethylmercury
are waiting to be released
in your water supply.

"Unless the courier with the circuit
boards reaches Tehran safely,

"we will activate the device.

"Any attempt to disarm it
will be monitored."

Nobody outside this room apart
from Rolfe and Hogan knows we
know about the circuit boards.


to take out an entire city.

Whoever the poisoner is,
he knows what he's doing.

He also knows what we're doing.

We can't confront the courier
smuggling the circuit boards

or he'll send a panic signal
to release the poison.

We let all aircraft
take off as usual,

but we track everyone
flying to Tehran

while we locate and
neutralise the poison.

Malcolm, what do we have?

A colourless, liquid neurotoxin.

A gram is enough to k*ll
a million people.

The last scientist who studied it
spilled a drop on her glove.

Within 15 seconds, it had penetrated
the latex and reached the skin.

Once it had crossed
the blood-brain barrier,

she began to suffer from ataxia,
sensory disturbance, blurred vision.

They found 80 times the
toxic levels in her bloodstream.

She never came out of the coma.

Over 100 pumping stations
alone feed London.

If they're monitoring the target,
we can't involve the police.

Assuming we can find it,
can we contain the contamination?

If it's in a single location and
if it's a closed system. And if not?

Hundreds of reservoirs.
A bird-watcher could tip
a thermos of cyanide into one.

No-one would notice for days.

There are 10,000 miles
of mains in London alone.



and the first flight
leaves in three hours.

Connie, you know how to charm Six.
I'll hit Interpol, OK?

Red flags, recent movements and
unusual financial transactions?

Harry? Harry, if Ana did know
about the real circuit board,

she must have found out
from her husband.

You seduced her, we used her.

Bakhshi feels deceived and betrayed.

I doubt anything he says or thinks
right now will advance our cause.

Before we go after the triggers,
we have to find the mercury.

Harry Pearce? I've been instructed
by the Home Office to...

Counter surveillance sweep?
Bug extermination?

We've set up a blocking frequency,
you'll have to patch all mobiles
to landlines. It's all yours.

Right, come on, this way.

You spies, you love
your mystery, don't you?

I'm taking a wild guess that Yalta
are behind the real circuit boards.

Oh, you're being too modest.

We couldn't possibly have
set this up without you.

Iran could become
a nuclear power within 24 hours.

I agreed to help you
stabilise international diplomacy,

not fuel w*r.

Nobody wants that.

Powerful voices
in Washington want it.

They fear Iran's power,
they want her resources.

If we help Iran
withstand American tyranny,

we can finally break
their dominance.

Nagasaki, My Lai, Guantanamo.

What's next, hm?

Harry's having the Grid
swept for bugs.

There are two left -
one in his office.

If they find them...

If they find them,
you'll be no more use to us.

Or to Harry.

Harry!

Adam's patching through from a
secure line. He says it's urgent.

Where the hell is he?
Sounds like it's a restaurant.

Excuse me? Can I have a bottle
of mineral water, please? Sure.

Thank you. How is Ana?

She has had to return to Tehran.
Her uncle died.

That's Bakhshi, sly as ever.

BAKHSHI SPEAKS RUSSIAN

Who's this?
Why are they speaking Russian?

Something about blueprints.

THEY CONTINUE IN RUSSIAN

The, erm, er... kooryeram.
What's the word?

Courier. He's British.
So we know the target.

How many leaving have UK passports?



Come on, Adam!

Every British passenger on every
flight has been cleared for security.

No red flags. Is Bakhshi hoping
to plant the circuit boards

on someone, an unwitting mule?
He must know we can track them.

He knows we can't do a damn thing
unless we find the dimethylmercury.

OK, this is what Bakhshi says.

That "the Americans sold us
doctored blueprints".

"They thought they
could force our hand,

"but Iran will make her own moves."

Deineko answers,
"How did you find out?"

Bakhshi says, "Keep your friends
close, but your enemies closer."

That's when they laugh. He goes on,
"We have working circuits now.

"Our man flies today. What an irony
the courier should be British."

Deineko replies,
"If the Americans challenge you,

"Russia will respond
with equal force."

Armageddon.

We're not getting any leads on
the mercury or the passengers.


with no previous security records,

not Six, not CIA,
not Interpol or the police.

The Persepolis flight
leaves in two hours.

If Bakhshi knows about
the circuit boards,

he must know about the mercury.

I've checked his phone records
for the last two weeks.

If he's involved, he's using another
handset. Let's get that handset.

How's your Russian? I explicitly
forbade you to follow him.

You explicitly forbade me
not to get caught by him.

Get to the airport now.
It's a British courier.

We need to make sure every damn one
of them boards safely. Then what?

We're working on it.

With three planes and no leads,
I'll be tossing a coin.

You'd better send me
a bag and a passport.

We're tracking a device.

It has to arrive safely.
It's some kind of electronics.

It could be as small
as a pack of cards.

I don't care if you hear a bag
ticking or see a lit fuse,

you tag it and let it through.

Everything gets on that plane.

Connie, we're downloading
Bakhshi's phone records now.

Let's hope there's something there.

JTAC are advising we shut off
water to the whole south-east.

This is Jo calling from Section D.

How long before
the download's complete?

Progress? We have to tell Bakhshi
the truth about Ana.

What would that gain us right now?

He has the power to stop the triggers
and the mercury.

He's in no fit state to decide
what he wants. Harry, please.

We have to tell him she's alive.
We have to make him see sense.

Last night, you fired a shot to
make Adam believe that Ana was dead.

Help him break her spell, you said.

I agreed to hold Ana in a safehouse
until we secured the circuit boards.

That way, Bakhshi would never know
she'd told us about the real set.

Unless you've got
better intelligence,

sounds like a pretty
solid plan to me.

Find the poison, Ros.

Bakhshi had a second phone.
We copied the SIM.

Everyone he called in the last


If he's behind the mercury,
our answer's there.

Needles or haystacks?
Better start dialling.

The Persepolis flight leaves
in 30 minutes. Do we let Adam fly?

Did you get any leads from the
phone? We've only just got it!

Then he flies. If it's the wrong
one, Ros, you take the next.

And if that's the wrong one?
My passport's in my desk.

Just a minute.

'All remaining passengers flying
on Persepolis Charter flight 772,

'the gate is now closing.'
PHONE RINGS

'Will passenger Tennant
please make his way to Gate 42?'

Adam, the Russian word,
we were wrong.

It's not "courier", it's "carrier".

It's not a British passport,
it's a British flight.

British Intercontinental 1505.


more as soon as we can.

Jo's still working on the water. We
need to communicate with the planes.

Better get Malcolm to Heathrow.

What's the worst on the mercury?

If we fail to prevent it,

mass evacuation, panic,
hundreds dead, economic chaos.

This morning, we tasked you, track
a simple piece of electronics to a

Third World country for a rocket
they can hardly afford to build.

Now you've managed to put the lives
of half the city under threat.

How close are we?

We don't know
where the device is yet.

Hello? It's been six months
since your last appointment,

and we wondered
if you'd like to make another.

Excellent. Let me check the file.

Have you fixed
the screens in row 28?

If there's any more moaning,
I'm going to k*ll someone.

Whatever happened to a
good old-fashioned book?

We're sending the engineers unit.

Can you have a look at it in the
meantime? I can't fix it.

Fine, just get back
to the terminal.

Tell the carrier that the
aircraft has failed safety.

Airport Security need to know too.
Why?

Sir, the flame arrestor's
been disabled.

I've got bare wires hanging over


The flame arrestors have
been smashed. Both engines.

Can she fly without them?

If she hits turbulence, there's
nothing to protect the fuel vapour.

If she flies through an electrical
storm, she's a sitting duck.

Spare aircraft? Not unless we delay.

No delay. Bakhshi will know.
He'll release the poison.

Arming Iran? After everything
we've been fighting for?

Just let me find them. I won't move
until I know the poison's safe.

Tell the engineers to report
the fault when the plane returns.

I'm boarding now.

Please don't tell me bringing down
that aircraft in a fireball over
Europe was one of your schemes.

We crippled three planes to keep
the circuit boards here, safe.

You're the one condemning 84
passengers by letting them take off.

That flight leaves on time or
this city faces mass evacuation!

The slightest c*ck-up
causes a delay,

Bakhshi will know we're stalling.

Think global, Harry.

You already lost one empire.

I can't hold. You need to get
your manager on the phone now.

Ros, I've got something.

This is the security service.

We urgently need the name

of the person who called you
at 6:54 yesterday evening.

One of Bakhshi's contacts
placed an emergency call

to the Health and Safety Office.

Yeah, I'm sending over our access
code. Please just read the call log.

An engineer reported
an exposed mains feed,

refused to work
until it was made safe.

Electrics?

Where did you say the fault was?

Molden House.

Do you have any idea what that
amount of dimethylmercury could do?

I deliver information, not poison.

Bakhshi is only using the threat

to guarantee the safe arrival
of the triggers.

Just tell me who the courier is.
That hardly matters.

If you stop Iran from
getting the circuits today,

you know damn well they'll buy them
from someone else tomorrow.

Think big, Ros.

Bigger than Harry, at least.

What I'm doing for you is treason!

Harry knows there's a mole.
Are you afraid of him?

Or are you afraid of a world
where Section D answers to Hogan,

because America rides roughshod
over the rest of us?

You still think this
is a pissing contest, don't you?

Real people are gonna die today,

people who did not sign up
for your grand crusade!

Listen, Malcolm.
The only Paul Laystall

who worked for Health and Safety
died two months ago.

Somebody used his ID
to get into Molden House.

If they're watching, I'll need help
getting past security. I'm on my way.

PHONE RINGS

Hey, darling. Missing you already.

Everyone's boarded now.


They're mostly Iran nationals

plus the usual run of businessmen
and IT warriors and oil jackals.

Three remaining have red flags.

Nicolas Faures, advisor
to the French nuclear programme

till he was carpeted
for taking kickbacks.

Anastasya Poselskaya, ex-FSB,

no known employer, but she's hiding
twelve grand a month in cash.

And Ebrahim Jannati, Iranian
passport, no available records.

What nothing? Oh, he's either
very clean or very clever.

We're waiting on the seat numbers.

I'm sorry, sir, but all phones
must be switched off.

Don't dally, darling. I'll be
in the air before you know it.

All the baggage in the hold has
been passed, searched and X-rayed.

If the circuit boards are on that
flight, they're in there with you.

Is the water still shut off?

I hate to leave you
without sorting it all out.

Jo's on her way. Harry says under
no circumstances are you to make
a move until she's clear.

We know where the mercury is.
Just sit tight, Adam.

Promise to let me know the
moment you're safe and sound.

Any message... I'll find a way.

We can remove personal equipment if
passengers contravene regulations.

I'll call you as soon as
I get the seating plan.

Good luck...darling.

BEEPING

Excuse me, sir, could I just...
HE SPEAKS FARSI

All bags must be stowed
for take-off.

Please give me the bag.
I will stow it for you.

HE SHOUTS IN FARSI
Are security still on the jet way?

Excuse me, he's just
worried about his bag.

Could you sit down?
We'll take care of this.

'This person's phone is switched
off. Please try again later.'

'British Intercontinental 434
cleared for take-off.'

'Cleared for take-off,
British Intercontinental 434.'

Adam's in the air,
waiting on our all-clear.

We can't contact the control room,

whoever set the mercury
will be watching it.

There's a loading bay round the
back. All right, now go quietly.

The whole plant may be bugged.

'Ladies and gentlemen,
this is the captain speaking.

'We are now cruising
at 41,000 feet.

'The weather ahead looks good

'and we should be making an
on-time arrival at Imam Khomeini.

'We are currently
crossing the Channel

'and the cabin crew will be
serving drinks shortly.

'I do hope you relax, sit back
and enjoy the flight.'

Would you like red or white
with your meal, sir?

I'd stick to water.

Very dehydrating, all this flying.

I'm expecting a message
from the c*ck.

Our ground staff patched a
private channel to the handset
in the rear galley. No news yet.

In case things get bumpy.

Sorry.

I'm just looking for a pen.
I know it's here somewhere.

Careful. Someone's been here.

There could be a trip wire.

Could be a contact,
magnet or a metal strip.

Got it.

Must be a cut-out.

I'll have to try and short it.

Drop the voltage and easy does it.

Even fingertips can pass current.

I should have been a surgeon.

How we looking?

I'm there. We're home and dry.

BEEPING

expl*si*n

They must have reversed the switch.

ALARM SOUNDS

PHONE RINGS

Are you in? It's here, but
they set a trip, a double-bluff.

Has the poison been released?
I don't know.

But something's wrong here, Harry.
Badly wrong.

Don't they train you new girls?
I usually do first.

Proper plates.

This is chicken. I specifically
requested a vegetarian meal.

Oh, so sorry, sir.
I'll fetch one in a minute.

BINGING

BEEP

ALARM SOUNDS

BING

BEEP

ALARM
It's just gone nuts. I'm down
to three bar on seven and nine.

Emergency services. Industrial leak.

Groundwater? What's the hazard code?
What's the alarm?

Pressure failure on two main risers.
In English?

A feed must have ruptured.
Well, show me.

BING



Full feed pressure
should be five, minimum.

OK, where are the pipes?
How do we get to them?

This whole building runs


We pump water up from the reservoir.

ALARM

'Danger. Contamination alert.

'Danger. Contamination alert.

'Danger. Contamination alert.'

What's the pump output
on seven and nine?


What kind of poison is it?

We cannot allow any water
to reach the mains supply.

There's enough dimethylmercury
in the system to k*ll any person

who opens a tap between
Canterbury and Reading.

We need to close down every valve
between here and the mains entry.

What's the diameter? 60cm.

I could re-route it
through the holding tanks.

Or I can loop it
round the oxidisers.

A flow speed of just over three
meters per second, 350 meters.

We have just under two minutes.

But it all leads to the mains.

I routed it myself.
I wrote the software.

You designed an entire pumping
station with no way to shut it down?

We just balance the supply.
We lift it into the system.

You pump it? Yeah, from
the underground repository.

Gravity, man! Where's the mains feed?
Electricity, not water.

Ah...

Ah, you stupid prick!

I'm so sorry.

I don't forgive you, as*h*le.

I don't believe I did that.

I'm such an idiot. I can't believe
I did that. You prick.

You'll crash the system.
With any luck.



Wood, it's a good insulator, right?
None better.

CLICKING

BEEP

BEEP

Connie, any news from
the pumping station?

Not yet, but we have
another problem.

The Met Office says there's a storm
building over southern Turkey

and it's pretty severe.

Without those flame arrestors,

a bolt of lightning
could ignite the tanks.

I'm trying to contact Adam.

Everyone we red-flagged is clean.
What do we tell Harry?

We tell him the truth. There's
nothing we can do now till the
poison is secure. It has to be here.

It's two hours until we land.

Between us we've checked
all 84 passengers. 85.

What? Absolutely not.
Connie had the manifest.

She confirmed it when we took off.
I counted them three times.

There are 85 passengers on board.

Have you seen the landing cards?
No, sorry, I haven't.

Sorry, not feeling very well.
We can't find the landing cards.

That happened to me last month
on the way to Moscow.
We'll have to make a list.

It's falling back to the reservoir.

Is it sealed?

So long as those pumps are dead,
it's going nowhere.

Contained, thank God.
Where's the aircraft now?

We need them to turn round. Turkey.
Traffic Control on the line.

I'll tell Adam he can tear
that aircraft apart.

He may not need to. I'm going to
do a little interrogation of my own.

'Ladies and gentlemen, I apologise...
ENGAGED TONE

'..collect all your passports prior
to our arrival in Imam Khomeini.'

ANNOUNCEMENT IN FARSI

No ice. You never know
what's in the water.


for a circuit board?

I don't know what you mean.
I serve the wishes of my country.

w*r? Is that what your
country wishes, Daruish?

Your Government
just authorised £70 billion

for a new Trident m*ssile system,

more than my country's
entire foreign reserve.

You call it defence.

Why should we not, too?

'Ladies and Gentlemen,
this is the captain speaking.

'As you may have noticed we are
experiencing some turbulence.

'Unfortunately we have
to remain at this level

'until we are outside Euro Control
and cleared to climb.

'For your own safety,
please remain seated

'until the seatbelt light
switches off.'

RINGING TONE

sh*t!

You know that any attempt
to arm Iran now

will be seen as provocation.

The stakes are too high.



How the hell did he get on board
without being listed on the manifest?

At least we found our man.
Don't do anything hasty.

He could still trigger the mercury.
There's nothing from Harry?

RINGING

Your officer seduced my wife.

He poisoned her loyalty
to her country, and to me.

You sent Adam Carter
and you knew what he would do,

because you dared not
come to me yourself.

Well...

I'm here now.

DIALS NUMBER

You can talk to Ana yourself,

find out what really happened.

PHONE RINGS

'Ana, my love, are you safe?'

Darling.

Are you hurt?

I'm OK now.

They wouldn't let me talk to anyone.
HANGS UP


European airspace.

I've always wanted to see Tehran.

Preferably not through the bars
of an interrogation cell.

Tell us where the circuit
boards are hidden

and you can finish the conversation.

I am a diplomat, Harry.

Not a t*rror1st.

RINGING

BING

Excuse me,
I think they mixed them all up.

Simon Tennant? Sure. I got yours.

Thanks, I hope this isn't
a taste of things to come.

I've been told that doing business
in Tehran is a comedy of errors.

I'm sure embassies are used to
sorting out this kind of mess.
Have you been there a lot?

Well, I have a colleague who
represents my business there.

Listen, I managed to get a room
at The Esteghlal on Pasdaran,

but I hear mixed reports. Do you
think I should keep looking around?

You're not in Kansas any more,
Simon. The Esteghlal is fine.

AIRCRAFT RATTLES

'Ladies and gentlemen, we are
still experiencing turbulence.

'Please remain in your seats
with your seatbelts fastened

'until the seatbelt signs
are turned off.' Excuse me.

It's him.

We'll get the circuit boards if we
don't fall out of the sky first.

I didn't have you down
as a nervous flier.

You might be too, if Malcolm
had told you we're sitting over


Without the flame arrestors
it's not a plane, it's a b*mb.

Well, it's certainly one way
of dealing with the triggers.

All I know is the triggers
fly today on a British aircraft.

Perhaps they have arrived already.

Perhaps you know more than me.

What do you mean you can't
get in touch with the aircraft?

Try the emergency channels.
The pilot has to land immediately.

His fuel could blow if he
doesn't get out of that storm.

British Intercontinental 434,
this is Elazig Tower.

Turn heading 045 degrees.

This will be radar vector
for the ILS 23.

Please advise landing.

Connie.

At last! The water's safe. Do what
you have to to get the triggers.

They found it. We're clear.

I need to search your bag.
I'm warning you to sit down.

Put your hands where I can see them.

I'm American.

You've got the wrong guy.

Yeah, right[!]

You've never been to Tehran.

The Esteghlal is the only hotel
where an American would stay,

but it's not on Pasdaran.

Stay down. Stay down.

You all right? Yeah.

Move.
Move, go to the back of the plane.

Everybody just stay calm.
Just stay calm.

Stay calm, everyone. Excuse me.

Stay seated.

We'll make sure you're safe.

If they land the plane in Iran
they'll lock it down.

Why hasn't Harry authorised the pilot
to turn back? I don't know.

It's got to be in the laptop.

You need to turn
this aircraft around.

You'll receive orders
from traffic control!

PHONE RINGS

Connie, we have the courier.
His name's Frank Lowell.

You have to authorise
the pilot to turn back.

I did. Open channels,
emergency codes. I'll try again.

You must not proceed to Tehran!

Why won't they land?

The crew won't divert
if they suspect a hijack.

Listen to me!
You have to land this aircraft now!

I am not prepared to negotiate
with t*rrorists.

SHOUTING

Everyone back in your seats.
Please stay in your seats.

How long till we cross into Iraq?
Any time now.

Connie's on with Elazig tower.

They've authorised
the pilot to turn back.

They'll be entering Iraqi
air space in four minutes.

We're about to lose the triggers.

We're not turning. At least
they won't get the triggers.

The flight is refusing to divert.

They're on course for Tehran.

Who's the pilot? Alan Patrick.
I cleared him myself.

They'll enter Iraqi airspace
in 90 seconds.

Ros, we have one more chance
to get you back.

I need you to get your phone
and switch your Bluetooth on.

ROS MOUTHS

I want you to text in
the following number. OK.

Get everybody seated safely.
Get everybody seated safely.

Everybody, take your seats
and fasten your seatbelts.

Fasten your seatbelts. Could
you all fasten your seatbelts?



You should have five seconds.

Can you all fasten your seatbelts?

Sir, sit down now.

Seat belt on!

expl*si*n

ALARM

I set a charge to
take out the fuel pumps.

You said we might have
to force a landing.

It must have ruptured the fuselage.

The pressure loss won't harm them
if they get down fast enough.

WIND WHISTLES

SILENCE

Mayday. Mayday.

This is British Intercontinental 434
initiating descent,

diverting to Elazig Airport
for emergency landing.

British Intercontinental 434,
this is Elazig Tower.

We have acknowledged your mayday

and you are cleared centre-fix
runway 32 at Elazig.

You'll be remaining on my frequency
till you're down.

Elazig, NATO base.

Connie, get me the Commander.

I don't want the courier
interrogated by anyone
outside Section D.

Do we have a name? Frank Lowell,
travelling as an American.

Told Hogan repeatedly
US passports are too easy to fake.

PHONE RINGS

Harry. How's the global village?

We've forced the Tehran
flight down at Elazig.

Need my help to clean up the mess?
Your mess.

The courier carrying the circuit
boards was travelling on an
American passport. Frank Lowell.

Harry, Lowell's ours.

We put him on
in case Adam screwed up.

You've got the wrong guy.

SCREAMING

'Ladies and gentlemen,
we have successfully ex*cuted

'a controlled emergency landing
into Elazig Air Base.'

If I can ask you to be patient

whilst we wait for the ground staff
to give the all-clear.

Then we can disembark.
Thank you for your co-operation.

PHONE RINGS

Harry. Lowell's dead.
But we destroyed the circuit board.

Lowell's CIA.

The only thing you destroyed was our
relationship with the United States.

I need you to find out why the pilot
disobeyed clear orders to turn back.

Stop the pilot! Stop the pilot!

Search his bag. I'm a member of
the British Security Services!

That man has a trigger for
a nuclear warhead in his bag!

I'm with the British Security
Services, my name is Adam Carter.

Your passport says Simon Tennant.

Look, I'm with the
British security Services!

SIREN

Ros!

Ros! The bag!

Ros!

Ros, the bag!

They're in the bag!

Harry. Ros, it's the pilot.

I have him.

How did Bakhshi get to him?

He has no links to Iran.
No red flags.

We've no idea who he's playing for.

Give me that bag!

Give me the bag!

Miss, get off from the floor.

What are you doing?
Madam, please, give them back to me.

Harry.

Harry, he's clean.

It's not here.

They're in the bag.
They're in the bag!

Jeep!

The jeep! Stop that jeep!!

Stop that jeep!

Ros destroyed two already.

Eight grand each,
those transmitters.

I found the last one in Harry
Pearce's office. Does he know?

We can't afford to burn Ros.
Not yet.

For decades we've had the ultimate
deterrent, now they have it, too.

The time for aggression
is over, Bob.

We have to move to appeasement.
How the hell do we do that?

Television.

All three politicians will have
their own bodyguards in the studio.

Ros and I will be in the audience.

Tonight's Ask The Question tackles
the question of whether Islamic
power is taking over the planet,

and to what extent
Western governments

are timidly letting it happen.

Something's not right here.

That man's not who he says he is.

Do not cut transmission! If you cut
transmission I'm gonna sh**t her.

Adam, stop him!