Programma Televisivo: Spooks - 6x3
I need you.
No, you don't.
If he's telling the truth, it could lead us to Zaf - that could lead us to Copenhagen.
Do you know who your real enemies are?
Apparently, today, it's someone called Copenhagen.
GUNSHOT Ow!
Shit!
Mr Hogan.
Special Consul.
Tell your friends in Washington to clip their hawks' wings.
My President views the secret production of materials banned by the Geneva convention in a very dim light.
And yet, if it was shown to the world that the exposure of this biological agent by the train bomb was the work of the CIA, then we may not be able to restrain the Iranian secret service.
It's fortunate for you that I consider your threats idle.
But seeing as you seem so keen to find the culprit, let me enlighten you - the British bombed your train.
SHE SCREAMS Any idea where Ros is?
Following a lead on Zaf.
I forbade any harebrained searches.
Did you think I wouldn't notice she was gone?
No, I knew you wouldn't authorize it.
For good reason.
If it was me, I would hope somebody would do the same thing.
I will pursue with vengeance anyone who acts against my people.
But I will not risk losing anyone else, nor will you.
One more incident with Iran's fingerprints on it, we won't be able to restrain the Americans and we'll be looking down the barrel of another war in the Gulf.
'Hal 167 cargo,' turn left heading 260 degrees, climb flight level one niner zero.
Roger Tower.
Hal 167, turning left.
Tower, we have a malfunction.
Requesting...
Engine failure!
Losing air space.
Request an emergency landing.
Come in, Tower.
SOUND CUTS OUT Try them again.
Hal 167, this is Chartwell radar.
Call Search and Rescue.
TELEPHONE RINGS Yeah?
Where did it come down?
SIRENS WAIL Some sort of cargo plane's come down right near the American base at Halesworth.
Local reports are of a collision or a shooting down, witnesses describe some sort of object, or missile.
Any noises from the Americans at the base?
Not yet.
It's MOD land.
But in the light of threats to civilian aviation we've been receiving...
Only a couple of days ago, there was the prospect of peace - fragile but real.
Let's pray to God this is not the Iranians.
There's been no unusual chatter or traffic from the embassy.
I've a routine pickup from my embassy source.
I can bring it forward.
Find out if there's any of this their end.
MOBILE RINGS Was that OK?
'The brush past was perfect.
'But this call is probably being monitored by dozen international security agencies.
' In this trade, it always serves to be careful.
'I'm sorry.
'So why did you pick it up if it was a risk?
' I'm still learning.
'Well, then, you be careful.
' Moments after the cargo plane disappeared, another pilot reported taking evasive action to avoid an unidentified object that didn't appear on radar.
But there are no other reports of another plane missing or damaged?
Not yet.
A cargo plane downed and three crew-men dead.
Not a very impressive tally for a terror target.
Is it conceivable that a UK plane is shot down deliberately to crash into a US base?
Well, access to the perimeter of Halesworth is relatively easy.
The base is home to a permanent encampment of UFO freaks.
Our very own Area 51.
The possibility of infiltration is why we're keeping an eye on them.
Could there really be a terrorist among the Ufologists firing anti-aircraft missiles up at passing traffic?
It's a possibility.
I've told the Home Secretary grounding all flights would be playing into the terrorists' hands.
We need to find out who's behind this and if they'll strike again.
I've contacted the Defence Intelligence Agency.
They're already liaising with the Americans.
Meaning they're claiming an exclusive?
Get hold of Sheridan.
I know all your cronies, Harry.
The story is Sheridan has been taken ill.
The MOD are freezing us out.
They know something.
Malcolm, you're going to Halesworth.
To liaise?
Undercover.
I want you to look at the crash site.
Then pay a visit to your UFO friends.
Your contacts there are invaluable.
Anything from Iran?
We're going through the documents my Iranian source provided now.
It's little more than a visitors' book, but there seem to be no new faces at the Embassy.
I suspect the MOD are covering for a security breach.
We need to know what's happened before any fingers are pointed at Iran.
Perfect day to be a man down.
Connie, delay the Home Secretary.
We don't report in until we find out what's going on with the Iranians.
PHONE DIALLING Ros, get back to me as soon as you can.
All hell's breaking loose here.
Just...
Just let me know if you're OK.
MEN SHOUT Who are you?
Oh, it's you.
You wanted to find out where your friend Zaf is.
Track down this evil "Copenhagen"?
I get the impression you're not here to help.
Why bring me to Denmark?
We want to find out something.
I'm not telling you anything.
About Harry Pearce?
Adam Carter?
No, we know all about them.
What, then?
Aren't you meant to ask me questions?
Isn't that why I'm here?
No.
Then what am I doing here?
Good grief.
Apparently, you're already late for your annual psychological profile.
The shrink's waiting downstairs.
Welcome to the new caring, sharing security services.
She said to remind you that after two postponements, they have powers to suspend you.
Apres moi, la deluge.
How many times have I missed?
Five.
Please apologise to her for me and try to use all your powers to persuade them that I am still sane.
Get down there or you will be suspended.
Jo, we need to find out everything the MOD know about this downed plane at Halesworth.
Who do you know?
Ummm...
I had a boyfriend in MOD intelligence.
But you already knew that, didn't you?
I want you to arrange to see him.
The MOD are holding out on us.
Will he get in trouble?
Only if he tells us stuff we already know.
No, I mean with the MOD.
He'll have to ask them that.
What's in it for him?
What is it men always want - I forget?
Adam, you can't seriously...!
No, there isn't time.
Take a look at this, see what you can use.
You know he lied to me about being married?
Sounds like payback time to me.
Pleasure...
Cricket.
Longing for...
Summer.
Hiding from...
Aliens.
Alone...
Scarlet.
Reward.
Chocolate Buttons.
Missing...
Something.
Someone.
Just one word.
KNOCK AT DOOR Sorry.
I need you.
Malcolm's about to report in from the base.
We'll just have to start over.
Thank you, Connie.
I think I was just beginning to get maudlin.
Don't tell me you were lamenting that there won't be a Lady Pearce to visit the Palace?
Even by your standards, Connie, that's impressive.
I haven't just spent my time in Norfolk drinking gin and plotting the Murdoch family's downfall.
Oh, and just so as you know, somewhere I have a perfectly serviceable tiara if you need a last minute stand-in.
Sic transit, gloria mundi, as they say.
'My guess is these men must have removed the remains of the crew, 'but the oddest thing is that the main part of the fuselage 'seems to have been moved.
' I've got to stop now.
Those men were wearing...
I know.
This reminds me of when we first met.
You wore a red dress.
Do you remember?
Of course I remember.
What happened to it?
Us or the dress?
Both.
You lied and I threw the dress away, I think.
I don't want to talk about us, I want to talk about Halesworth.
The MOD are refusing to let us get fresh intelligence after the crash.
I want to know why.
I've sent in a high-level team to investigate.
That's it?
Jo, if I knew more, I'd tell.
You're still lying.
Here, Alan, do you recognize this?
It's a receipt for dinner for four.
You, your wife - remember her?
A Canadian diplomat and his wife.
And?
Well, you claimed for it.
So?
Well, the nice Canadian man paid for all of you.
Didn't he?
And there you are claiming for it.
A simple mistake.
We have a file.
As you can imagine, this is the least of it.
You might get a wrap on the knuckles this time.
But when another emerges next week, and the week after that, and with the marriage in trouble...
The investigators went off to Halesworth carrying full NBC suits.
Why?
There were highly toxic chemicals on the plane that crashed.
Whose chemicals?
Ours.
Do we know what?
I can let you know.
We'll do a swap.
Tell me this - is it possible for Iranian intelligence to run operations in the UK without your knowledge?
I might ask the same question of you, Harry.
And my reply would be?
That you'd soon hear about any such plans.
What have you heard?
There are factions, and not just extreme ones, who see British handiwork behind the recent blast.
And without compelling evidence to the contrary, it may be that the voices of moderation - mine among them - are being lost in the general clamour.
So getting back at both the Great and the Little Satan would be hard for some of your colleagues to turn down?
Like you, Harry, I can't be expected to speak for my colleagues.
But I can assure you - your plane crash was not the fault of Iran The plane that crashed was carrying some highly toxic chemical agents.
The MOD have an exclusion zone around the test site but the Americans have already taken the fuselage into the base for testing and decontamination.
Jo, any idea how bad the substances are?
Porton Down bad.
Connie, get on to Malcolm.
Why were lethal toxic chemicals being carried on a standard courier flight in the first place?
Let's say these planes are less of a target given the threats at the moment.
Unless terrorists knew what the plane was cargoing.
The problem is that here the period of lethal toxicity is like a spike.
It'll be safe there in a couple of hours, but for Malcolm, the damage could be done.
Malcolm, start walking away from the crash site.
Why?
The plane was a commercial courier flight but for some reason there was a shipment of highly toxic chemicals on board.
Oh, right.
That explains the men in NBC suits.
Yes, probably.
I don't know at this point how exposed you've been, but the prognosis is not good.
I can't put a positive spin on this, Malcolm.
I'm sorry.
I'm going to transmit a grid reference to your GPS.
That's where the MEDEVAC's coming in and I'll meet you at the hospital.
MALCOLM COUGHS I'll go in and get him on it.
We've got to stay focused on the reasons on this crash.
The medics will look after Malcolm.
If we get this wrong, his death will be the first of many.
We've been attempting face-matching on the UFO guys Malcolm's already met at the base.
No red flags so far.
This isn't an imposter on the UFO camp firing missiles from Halesworth.
Was a bomb placed on board to maximize chemical spillage?
I need to see the plane.
The state of the fuselage should tell us what happened.
If I can get to the black box, even better.
Find out who caused this crash.
I'll get on to Bob Hogan.
There's been an incident on US property.
He'll be on the inside track.
Jo, when I'm gone I want you to look out for anything that comes in from Ros and pass it only to me.
Where is she?
She's following a lead on Zaf.
Aren't you going to ask me something?
Anything?
Because there are things I could be doing.
I have to say that I'm disappointed in your answers.
But you haven't asked me any questions.
That's true.
Let me think of a question.
OK...
What would Harry Pearce do if you failed to report back in 24 hours?
He might assume something like this had happened, no?
Maybe he'd also assume you'd have been forthcoming by now.
A fair assumption.
Don't flatter yourself.
How long till after his last officer disappeared did Harry Pearce wish Zafar Younis was already dead?
Time is against you.
Wouldn't you say?
Maybe we should have a little talk.
Are the MOD people being any use?
It's a mess but I'm hearing no reports of contamination.
The toxins work as a spike.
So I hear.
Still no sign of the black box?
Incinerated in all likelihood.
Pity.
It was our best shout for finding out who was responsible for the crash.
We won't find anything on the plane.
Still, when the contamination's dealt with, we could have a team look at the fuselage.
We're doing that now.
I'm going to check it out.
I'll let you know if anything points to hijack.
Let me come with you.
I can help you with the MOD people.
It's not necessary.
They're being very cooperative.
This happened on my watch, too, Bob.
I'd like to help.
Fine.
I'll pick you up in my car.
Tell the pilot I'm staying.
Malcolm.
Malcolm, They're here to take you out.
There might be something they can do.
Anyway, if I tell them to leave, they won't come back.
Jo told me the name of that stuff.
It's not only that I don't want to leave you flapping in the wind, but we need to find out for ourselves what happened to that plane.
Anyway, being kept alive for a few days - what sort of life is that?
A few days is a few days.
Not in the condition I'll be in, it's not.
I'll have to speak to Harry.
Come on, Adam.
It would have been very unlike old hard-hearted Harry not to remind you that the operation takes precedence.
Oh, that's better.
I could barely think with all that racket.
Well, I've dressed for it.
So let's go.
Come on.
In the camp, the Adventists believe that the enemies are human but humans controlled by malevolent external forces whose ultimate aim is to control the earth.
While the Doomsdays believe that the appearance of alien assault on earth is manufactured by human conspirators.
The plane didn't come down cos of this lot.
The answers will be on the base.
Giles said you might join us.
All right?
Johnny.
There's been a shed load of activity the last few days.
Strange lights, weird shapes in the sky and the crashed plane.
The aliens have either arrived or the square heads are preparing for their arrival.
Is there a light on?
Yes.
Did you ever lie to get out of trouble?
Yes.
Is your name Ros Myers?
Yes.
Did you ever commit an act of espionage against the United Kingdom or any of her allies?
No.
Were you involved with the bomb blast in Tehran?
No.
Was anyone from section D involved in that bombing?
No.
Zaf Younis?
No.
Do you know where he is?
No.
Are you at present involved with searching for Zaf Younis?
Yes.
Are you aware of any operation being conducted at Halesworth Airbase?
No.
Stop!
MEN SHOUT Welcome home, Ros.
We're not in Denmark then.
No, the plane just flew slowly round and round England for the amount of time it would have taken to fly to Denmark.
There is no trail that leads to Zaf.
We made that up.
Took advantage of how much you wanted to find him.
You used to be government minister, didn't you?
Now I'm known as Sholto.
It's just cold water running through your veins, isn't it?
We can use that.
Do you work for Harry?
No.
I work for a group called Yalta.
Have any of you seen inside the wire?
Trouble is they catch you in there and you don't come back.
Well, I'm going to go in tonight.
Any of you are welcome to join me but I know how busy you all are sitting around bullshitting.
How do we know it's safe to go in there with you?
How do we know you are who you say you are?
I'm vouching for him.
I can't prove anything.
But I know that since the crash, they're gonna double the guard on that place and probably close this site down.
I imagine you've all had your fair share of extra-terrestrials to last you a life-time, but if you haven't, tonight's the night.
If you're serious I'll help you.
I'm the only one who's been over there and made it back.
Well, Baz, you're gonna need a diversion - a big diversion - to draw down all the square heads.
You lot can handle that, yeah?
I'm coming in.
OK.
We need to go in in daylight cos they double the guard at night.
Anything?
The cargo plane flew out of Stansted.
All crew are registered with the company for over five years.
No form.
All cargo checked by company and security - no bombs, no chemicals, no terrorists.
When did the MOD requisition the cargo?
That's the thing.
They didn't know the MOD had anything to do with the flight.
The Americans fed us a line.
Harry's on his way to Halesworth.
HE COUGHS Are you OK?
The Yalta Treaty was an agreement made between three old men.
They were on their last legs.
Stalin, was paranoid, Roosevelt was in a wheelchair and in constant pain and Churchill was either drunk or depressed.
The result was that the Americans sold out Eastern Europe to the Russians with all those disastrous consequences.
Our creed is that the Americans must be stopped before they embark on something equally inept and catastrophic.
Hasn't that already happened?
What you've seen is only the beginning.
To achieve our ends sometimes we favour European based power, sometimes Russian, Chinese.
We have representatives in the highest positions in governments and judiciaries across the world.
When they approached me to join them I soon realised where the real power was and it wasn't with my dear ministerial colleagues sitting at the Cabinet table wringing their hands about hospital waiting lists.
Trip motion detectors.
We need to get to my hut.
TANNOY ANNOUNCEMENT THEY SHOUT AND PROTEST What we just put you through was a recruitment test, Yalta-style.
What do you want with someone like me?
Because I'm never going to...
We can help you as we want you to help us.
You mean you want me to be a traitor?
Not at all.
We think our goals are in the interest of HMG, not against.
If there's ever anything you feel you cannot act upon, then you must simply ignore it.
So where are the Americans working against our interests now?
Your colleagues, your surviving colleagues, they're at that airbase today, aren't they?
We wait here till dark.
Take a rest, Malcolm, get your breath back.
There's only one building big enough to house a fuselage.
Whatever the Americans are hiding, it's probably in there.
In 1956, my father was with the Free-Hungarian Army in the uprising that the Americans financed, promoted and then abandoned.
He was hanged but we managed to get out and came to England.
So, your father, how is he?
As well as anyone in prison.
We know of your involvement.
You were very brave.
Single-minded and yet loyal.
That's a difficult call to make.
We didn't just happen upon you, Ros.
Zaf, you want to know what happened to him.
Our people saw some men taking Zaf into a deserted farm house.
Sometime later the men re-appeared but your man was not with them.
We found his bloodied clothes.
I'm sorry.
Whoever it was was capable of highly sophisticated tracking.
I've sent you the defence intelligent personnel files.
It might give us a clue as to who is covering up the security breach.
Connie...
the UFO guys down at the base...
I thought we ruled them out of any attack?
Maybe we did but something's not right here.
RADIO: Copy that.
All units to secure all entry around the perimeter wall.
The decontamination unit got here promptly.
They were the ones that alerted us to the leak.
My guys are still no closer to knowing what brought it down.
I'll show you the spec on the chemical makeup and then we'll take a walk around.
You can see for yourself what we've had to contend with.
Harry, it's this way.
Our friend, Mr Muppet, actually works for the MoD.
Some kind of spy on the UFO guys.
Adam told me that...
I have an old boyfriend.
Yeah.
Ros.
You scared me.
Are you OK, Ros?
You look all washed up.
Yeah, I'm fine.
I'm just worn out.
Where are the others?
Halesworth.
A plane crashed.
Malcolm...
He's very sick.
Adam's with him.
Look is there any way we can contact them?
Only on a network the Americans can listen into.
So what have we learnt this end?
Everything points to an infiltration of a cargo company.
A hijack of their aircraft by suicide bombers who knew that the MoD were transporting toxic chemicals on board.
It was either a bomb or a targeted kamikaze.
So a UK plane cargoing toxic chemicals crashes into a US base.
Dissident Iranians?
That would seem to be the bookie's choice.
But with their chemicals leaking all over the rather high-yield land rented by our rich cousins, the MoD are doing everything they can to ensure nobody discovers a security breach on a cargo plane as well.
The MoD.
How do we know they were carrying toxic chemicals?
Jo's ex-boyfriend gave us most of this.
She's gone to see him now.
OK.
If there was a bomb on board, there would be traces of explosives.
Also the fuselage would have been ripped apart in a particular way.
Malcolm.
It might still be dangerous.
Not for me.
There's a new structure around the back of this building.
I think we can access it from the inside.
Right.
That was no bomb.
There's no sign of a black box.
This way.
Alan, isn't it?
How's the missus?
Your first mistake was bringing me in.
You're out of your depth on this one.
Really.
So, now you've got me really curious.
You told me the MoD transported toxic chemicals on that flight but the cargo company have no record of any MoD requisition.
I thought that was just you covering your tracks but the MoD were only called to the scene by the Americans.
You don't have a clue.
That's why we can't trust you.
We work for the Americans.
We depend on them for our national security.
There is no toxic spillage, is there?
It's made up.
Something cooked up by the Americans to make sure we steered well clear, averted our eyes from what really happened.
What was it Alan?
Some surface to air missile training exercise gone horribly wrong?
Or was it one of their new Tomcats needed some target practice?
What, you think that's funny?
Three crewman incinerated, our colleagues in the cross-hairs of the people that you're trying to protect What about that bloke you've got baby-sitting that misfit bunch of hippies?
What's his mandate?
What's he going to do if they see something they shouldn't?
His duty.
Do you know what would happen if information got into the wrong hands?
What information's that?
What are you protecting?
That's a little over your pay scale, Jo-Jo.
Let me warn you, your people are already too close.
What are you protecting, Alan?
When certain people discover my absence, things will start to go very badly for you.
For you, Jo.
The past won't matter, any more, I'm afraid.
You don't know, do you?
You've just been fed lines, and you're parroting them.
You're not in that pay-scale either.
You sad bastard.
You'd really sacrifice your own countrymen, without knowing why?
For some some puppy-dog allegiance to some far-off empire?
Of course I know why.
Aurora.
Heard of it?
Thought not.
Now let me go.
Sorry, Al.
Jo-Jo will let you know when you can see daylight.
You stay here and keep a look out yeah?
Just in case anyone comes.
No.
I go where you go.
Just to be safe.
That's it.
Baz, you go back and keep an eye on the stairs while I sort out the camera, yeah?
OK.
Give me your bag.
I need a mirror.
I suppose you wonder why I'm doing this in my state.
You're focussing on a mission and doing yourself proud.
Actually I'm doing it to keep my mind busy.
Tell me, when you were gripped by the virus, were you just thinking about getting those vaccines to hospital?
Saving those people?
No.
I was thinking about how much I wanted to see my son.
Then how can you carry on doing it?
Day after day?
I don't have a son but I'm not sure my mother would want to see me with my hair falling out, multiple organ failure.
That's not what I want to leave her with.
What does she think you do?
What lie have you told her?
Accountancy?
IT?
She thinks I do what you do.
And here you are doing it.
You should have been out there doing this with us years ago.
I'll stay with you...
you know that.
Thank you.
Harry, I'm gonna have to talk with the officers here about this spillage so you might have to settle for the ten cents tour.
There!
What?
I saw someone in the shadows.
You're sure?
Something moved.
It's G-Block.
The other side of the base.
I need a transit to G-Block with armed escorts.
Ros.
What's Aurora?
Is this it?
Is this what they're hiding?
Let's find out.
My God!
What is it?
Aurora.
What?
This isn't a predator control unit, it's for the new US spy plane codenamed Aurora, the replacement for the S71.
It exists.
What's it doing in this country?
I don't know but it shouldn't be here.
There's been no official approval.
Somewhere here there should be its route recording system, then we'll know where it's been.
Is Aurora what they've been seeing?
Possibly.
This machine is as good as a black box.
It's a spy plane.
If there was a bomb or collision it should be able to tell us.
I'll see if I can send the RRS to the grid.
Malcolm's sending over all those downloads to us.
He needs the encryption broken.
Well, if he can contact us...
we can contact him.
BANGING AT THE DOOR It's just Muppet, he'd love this.
No Baz, wait.
You guys really shouldn't be in here you know.
You joking?
I told you to keep watch.
So you can sabotage military hardware?
Muppet, what are you doing?
The security panel.
Trip the alarm.
Go on!
Get up, do it!
Fine.
You win.
Go on, push it!
Push it!
Nice one, Giles.
He's one of them.
Don't worry.
He'll live.
Sir, we found nothing.
Maybe it was a cat or something.
Sir we're experiencing power failure in secure area alpha three.
Ops, we have runway lights down.
We need to switch to emergency back up.
Get me some security to sector four.
Right let's go.
We'll have to split up.
Giles will slow us down.
I'll stay with him.
You go on ahead, see if you can't cause some trouble on a different route.
Don't worry.
I won't let the square heads get us.
Just remember, they could be anywhere.
Squeaky boots, I should have known.
Come on.
Come on Malcolm, keep going.
Check out all the buildings on the East side of the perimeter.
Yes, sir.
That was no protest back there.
That was a diversion.
I can get a signal in here.
There's a message from the grid.
They've broken the encryption.
Aurora made two journeys of note.
Her first was a short one.
Up and out of Halesworth, circling back out over the North Sea and then straight into the airport.
Time and place of the flight correspond with the bringing down of the cargo plane.
So it was a collision?
Well, if you look at the dates, you'll see it hasn't flown since.
So maybe it crashed as well or at least was damaged.
I said there were two flights.
The dates, time and place correspond exactly with Zaf's journey back from Iran and his disappearance.
My God.
They were behind it.
If they were able to track Zaf back from Iran and ambush him...
Then they knew about our train operation in Tehran.
They used us to bring about the carnage with the blast.
The Americans were running Copenhagen.
They've been lying to us about everything.
No wonder they're so keen to stop us.
Malcolm if the Americans find us...
You're right.
Sir, take a look at this.
Who the hell is that?
You're being overrun by ufologists, Bob.
Runway 2, 700 yards, heading towards the perimeter.
KLAXON BLARES Harry!
KLAXON CONTINUES Come on Malcolm, one last go.
We've come all this way.
Anyway I'm not leaving anyone else behind.
You didn't leave Zaf.
Thank you, Connie.
Oh, yes.
Here you are.
How easy is it, I wonder, to cover up the collision of an illegal spy plane?
To persuade the Ministry of Defence to admit to cargoing non-existent toxic chemicals?
To persuade them to stonewall their own intelligence officers?
Out of interest, what have you got on them?
Nothing.
They're just desperate for us to base our anti-ballistic missile intercept stations here.
So they can be part of their running and continue to dine at the top table.
A fair swap for the lives of three civilian air crew.
Would the MoD have acquiesced, I wonder, if they knew the unspeakable things which Aurora knows?
Harry, the 14th century was calamitous for the west.
At the Battle of Nicopolis in 1396, a Crusader army fought a heroic combat against the Islamic army.
It was a catastrophic defeat, effectively the end of the Crusades.
But that battle is still going on.
Was all this to do with the capture and torture of my officer?
That wasn't my doing.
Our hired guns turned on us.
You wanted to know what we knew.
Well, let me save you any further bother.
Your agency, calling itself Copenhagen, fed us false intelligence in order to ensure that we created a bio-weapons spillage in Tehran.
So whatever happened in Tehran, the United Nations is now aware of Iran's illegal development of WMDs, which is hardly a bad thing.
I don't want to hear America's repellent self-justification.
We're close to the edge here.
You and I have to work out a better MO otherwise it'll be Nicopolis all over again, with you and I on opposite sides.
And this time it will be the calamitous 21st century.
WHIZZING SOUND ABOVE Adam.
It's a plane.
MORE WHIZZING SOUNDS No, it's Aurora.
I want to see this.
Malcolm, they're not just going to stop coming after us because there's a fence.
What's the worst thing they can do to me?
They'll think of something.
You don't have to stay.
When Voltaire was on his death bed, the priests tried to persuade him to renounce the devil.
He said this was no time to be going around making enemies.
I've always admired that.
Malcolm, I think there is maybe something I should tell you.
What?
You're not contaminated.
You're not dying.
What do you mean?
There's no chemicals.
How do you know?
They were just trying to scare us all off.
I can see it now.
It's how these people think.
But I felt...
It was fear.
I've got a signal again.
Jo's old flame, Alan, came clean.
You bastard.
Why didn't you tell me?
Because that Malcolm was invincible.
He wasn't going to die in some crappy air base.
He was going to get us out.
Are you ok?
Yeah, I'm fine.
It was...
I was wondering what was happening to you, I was worrying about.
I'm fine.
It was funny watching Malcolm go through all that shit today.
It reminded me that you and me...
live like that all the time.
It made me realise how easy it is to end up...
...not having any intimacy in your life.
I wasn't aware you were living a monk-like existence, Adam.
Look, Ros.
Yes?
I'm sorry things didn't work out in Denmark.
You were right to insist on going.
Who did you meet with?
Like you said...
Didn't work out.
That's the sort of answer I give.
I get all my best stuff from you, Adam.
Always said it.
We had an agreement.
You were supposed to call in, remember?
What happened?
Ros, you can...
you can talk to me.
Please.
The Iranians.
How's your source there?
It's too early to tell.
I...
wanted to explain why we needed those documents.
Adam, do you know how difficult it is for me to get here?
You came anyway.
I'm not the first asset you've brought back here on the pretence of a debriefing, am I?
Don't you know me at all?
It's good to have you back, Ros.
This belonged to Zaf.
Who's going to tell his family?
I might understand, if that was the price for bringing us back to where we were with Iran but how does that help with the peace?
We'll get there, with or without the help of our American cousins.
Do you really believe that?
I have to.
We're a team, we'll pull together.
I don't feel like being honoured.
Not publicly.
Not privately.
Not at all.
Oh, don't be so snooty.
Giving a K to someone in the security services is a way for the government to rubber stamp themselves.
It isn't about you.
I'll try and remember my place.
TELEPHONE RINGS I think we can help each other.
We have an Islamic fanatic wandering round town with a God-given licence to kill Americans.
You husband is sponsoring Kharami to bomb an American target in London.
Any attack on American interests in the next few days would be interpreted as an act of war.
Where is he?
Kharami's attack could happen any second, anywhere.
He'll know Jo and he'll teach her a lesson for us all.
Open the door.
Somebody's trying to kill you.
No, you don't.
If he's telling the truth, it could lead us to Zaf - that could lead us to Copenhagen.
Do you know who your real enemies are?
Apparently, today, it's someone called Copenhagen.
GUNSHOT Ow!
Shit!
Mr Hogan.
Special Consul.
Tell your friends in Washington to clip their hawks' wings.
My President views the secret production of materials banned by the Geneva convention in a very dim light.
And yet, if it was shown to the world that the exposure of this biological agent by the train bomb was the work of the CIA, then we may not be able to restrain the Iranian secret service.
It's fortunate for you that I consider your threats idle.
But seeing as you seem so keen to find the culprit, let me enlighten you - the British bombed your train.
SHE SCREAMS Any idea where Ros is?
Following a lead on Zaf.
I forbade any harebrained searches.
Did you think I wouldn't notice she was gone?
No, I knew you wouldn't authorize it.
For good reason.
If it was me, I would hope somebody would do the same thing.
I will pursue with vengeance anyone who acts against my people.
But I will not risk losing anyone else, nor will you.
One more incident with Iran's fingerprints on it, we won't be able to restrain the Americans and we'll be looking down the barrel of another war in the Gulf.
'Hal 167 cargo,' turn left heading 260 degrees, climb flight level one niner zero.
Roger Tower.
Hal 167, turning left.
Tower, we have a malfunction.
Requesting...
Engine failure!
Losing air space.
Request an emergency landing.
Come in, Tower.
SOUND CUTS OUT Try them again.
Hal 167, this is Chartwell radar.
Call Search and Rescue.
TELEPHONE RINGS Yeah?
Where did it come down?
SIRENS WAIL Some sort of cargo plane's come down right near the American base at Halesworth.
Local reports are of a collision or a shooting down, witnesses describe some sort of object, or missile.
Any noises from the Americans at the base?
Not yet.
It's MOD land.
But in the light of threats to civilian aviation we've been receiving...
Only a couple of days ago, there was the prospect of peace - fragile but real.
Let's pray to God this is not the Iranians.
There's been no unusual chatter or traffic from the embassy.
I've a routine pickup from my embassy source.
I can bring it forward.
Find out if there's any of this their end.
MOBILE RINGS Was that OK?
'The brush past was perfect.
'But this call is probably being monitored by dozen international security agencies.
' In this trade, it always serves to be careful.
'I'm sorry.
'So why did you pick it up if it was a risk?
' I'm still learning.
'Well, then, you be careful.
' Moments after the cargo plane disappeared, another pilot reported taking evasive action to avoid an unidentified object that didn't appear on radar.
But there are no other reports of another plane missing or damaged?
Not yet.
A cargo plane downed and three crew-men dead.
Not a very impressive tally for a terror target.
Is it conceivable that a UK plane is shot down deliberately to crash into a US base?
Well, access to the perimeter of Halesworth is relatively easy.
The base is home to a permanent encampment of UFO freaks.
Our very own Area 51.
The possibility of infiltration is why we're keeping an eye on them.
Could there really be a terrorist among the Ufologists firing anti-aircraft missiles up at passing traffic?
It's a possibility.
I've told the Home Secretary grounding all flights would be playing into the terrorists' hands.
We need to find out who's behind this and if they'll strike again.
I've contacted the Defence Intelligence Agency.
They're already liaising with the Americans.
Meaning they're claiming an exclusive?
Get hold of Sheridan.
I know all your cronies, Harry.
The story is Sheridan has been taken ill.
The MOD are freezing us out.
They know something.
Malcolm, you're going to Halesworth.
To liaise?
Undercover.
I want you to look at the crash site.
Then pay a visit to your UFO friends.
Your contacts there are invaluable.
Anything from Iran?
We're going through the documents my Iranian source provided now.
It's little more than a visitors' book, but there seem to be no new faces at the Embassy.
I suspect the MOD are covering for a security breach.
We need to know what's happened before any fingers are pointed at Iran.
Perfect day to be a man down.
Connie, delay the Home Secretary.
We don't report in until we find out what's going on with the Iranians.
PHONE DIALLING Ros, get back to me as soon as you can.
All hell's breaking loose here.
Just...
Just let me know if you're OK.
MEN SHOUT Who are you?
Oh, it's you.
You wanted to find out where your friend Zaf is.
Track down this evil "Copenhagen"?
I get the impression you're not here to help.
Why bring me to Denmark?
We want to find out something.
I'm not telling you anything.
About Harry Pearce?
Adam Carter?
No, we know all about them.
What, then?
Aren't you meant to ask me questions?
Isn't that why I'm here?
No.
Then what am I doing here?
Good grief.
Apparently, you're already late for your annual psychological profile.
The shrink's waiting downstairs.
Welcome to the new caring, sharing security services.
She said to remind you that after two postponements, they have powers to suspend you.
Apres moi, la deluge.
How many times have I missed?
Five.
Please apologise to her for me and try to use all your powers to persuade them that I am still sane.
Get down there or you will be suspended.
Jo, we need to find out everything the MOD know about this downed plane at Halesworth.
Who do you know?
Ummm...
I had a boyfriend in MOD intelligence.
But you already knew that, didn't you?
I want you to arrange to see him.
The MOD are holding out on us.
Will he get in trouble?
Only if he tells us stuff we already know.
No, I mean with the MOD.
He'll have to ask them that.
What's in it for him?
What is it men always want - I forget?
Adam, you can't seriously...!
No, there isn't time.
Take a look at this, see what you can use.
You know he lied to me about being married?
Sounds like payback time to me.
Pleasure...
Cricket.
Longing for...
Summer.
Hiding from...
Aliens.
Alone...
Scarlet.
Reward.
Chocolate Buttons.
Missing...
Something.
Someone.
Just one word.
KNOCK AT DOOR Sorry.
I need you.
Malcolm's about to report in from the base.
We'll just have to start over.
Thank you, Connie.
I think I was just beginning to get maudlin.
Don't tell me you were lamenting that there won't be a Lady Pearce to visit the Palace?
Even by your standards, Connie, that's impressive.
I haven't just spent my time in Norfolk drinking gin and plotting the Murdoch family's downfall.
Oh, and just so as you know, somewhere I have a perfectly serviceable tiara if you need a last minute stand-in.
Sic transit, gloria mundi, as they say.
'My guess is these men must have removed the remains of the crew, 'but the oddest thing is that the main part of the fuselage 'seems to have been moved.
' I've got to stop now.
Those men were wearing...
I know.
This reminds me of when we first met.
You wore a red dress.
Do you remember?
Of course I remember.
What happened to it?
Us or the dress?
Both.
You lied and I threw the dress away, I think.
I don't want to talk about us, I want to talk about Halesworth.
The MOD are refusing to let us get fresh intelligence after the crash.
I want to know why.
I've sent in a high-level team to investigate.
That's it?
Jo, if I knew more, I'd tell.
You're still lying.
Here, Alan, do you recognize this?
It's a receipt for dinner for four.
You, your wife - remember her?
A Canadian diplomat and his wife.
And?
Well, you claimed for it.
So?
Well, the nice Canadian man paid for all of you.
Didn't he?
And there you are claiming for it.
A simple mistake.
We have a file.
As you can imagine, this is the least of it.
You might get a wrap on the knuckles this time.
But when another emerges next week, and the week after that, and with the marriage in trouble...
The investigators went off to Halesworth carrying full NBC suits.
Why?
There were highly toxic chemicals on the plane that crashed.
Whose chemicals?
Ours.
Do we know what?
I can let you know.
We'll do a swap.
Tell me this - is it possible for Iranian intelligence to run operations in the UK without your knowledge?
I might ask the same question of you, Harry.
And my reply would be?
That you'd soon hear about any such plans.
What have you heard?
There are factions, and not just extreme ones, who see British handiwork behind the recent blast.
And without compelling evidence to the contrary, it may be that the voices of moderation - mine among them - are being lost in the general clamour.
So getting back at both the Great and the Little Satan would be hard for some of your colleagues to turn down?
Like you, Harry, I can't be expected to speak for my colleagues.
But I can assure you - your plane crash was not the fault of Iran The plane that crashed was carrying some highly toxic chemical agents.
The MOD have an exclusion zone around the test site but the Americans have already taken the fuselage into the base for testing and decontamination.
Jo, any idea how bad the substances are?
Porton Down bad.
Connie, get on to Malcolm.
Why were lethal toxic chemicals being carried on a standard courier flight in the first place?
Let's say these planes are less of a target given the threats at the moment.
Unless terrorists knew what the plane was cargoing.
The problem is that here the period of lethal toxicity is like a spike.
It'll be safe there in a couple of hours, but for Malcolm, the damage could be done.
Malcolm, start walking away from the crash site.
Why?
The plane was a commercial courier flight but for some reason there was a shipment of highly toxic chemicals on board.
Oh, right.
That explains the men in NBC suits.
Yes, probably.
I don't know at this point how exposed you've been, but the prognosis is not good.
I can't put a positive spin on this, Malcolm.
I'm sorry.
I'm going to transmit a grid reference to your GPS.
That's where the MEDEVAC's coming in and I'll meet you at the hospital.
MALCOLM COUGHS I'll go in and get him on it.
We've got to stay focused on the reasons on this crash.
The medics will look after Malcolm.
If we get this wrong, his death will be the first of many.
We've been attempting face-matching on the UFO guys Malcolm's already met at the base.
No red flags so far.
This isn't an imposter on the UFO camp firing missiles from Halesworth.
Was a bomb placed on board to maximize chemical spillage?
I need to see the plane.
The state of the fuselage should tell us what happened.
If I can get to the black box, even better.
Find out who caused this crash.
I'll get on to Bob Hogan.
There's been an incident on US property.
He'll be on the inside track.
Jo, when I'm gone I want you to look out for anything that comes in from Ros and pass it only to me.
Where is she?
She's following a lead on Zaf.
Aren't you going to ask me something?
Anything?
Because there are things I could be doing.
I have to say that I'm disappointed in your answers.
But you haven't asked me any questions.
That's true.
Let me think of a question.
OK...
What would Harry Pearce do if you failed to report back in 24 hours?
He might assume something like this had happened, no?
Maybe he'd also assume you'd have been forthcoming by now.
A fair assumption.
Don't flatter yourself.
How long till after his last officer disappeared did Harry Pearce wish Zafar Younis was already dead?
Time is against you.
Wouldn't you say?
Maybe we should have a little talk.
Are the MOD people being any use?
It's a mess but I'm hearing no reports of contamination.
The toxins work as a spike.
So I hear.
Still no sign of the black box?
Incinerated in all likelihood.
Pity.
It was our best shout for finding out who was responsible for the crash.
We won't find anything on the plane.
Still, when the contamination's dealt with, we could have a team look at the fuselage.
We're doing that now.
I'm going to check it out.
I'll let you know if anything points to hijack.
Let me come with you.
I can help you with the MOD people.
It's not necessary.
They're being very cooperative.
This happened on my watch, too, Bob.
I'd like to help.
Fine.
I'll pick you up in my car.
Tell the pilot I'm staying.
Malcolm.
Malcolm, They're here to take you out.
There might be something they can do.
Anyway, if I tell them to leave, they won't come back.
Jo told me the name of that stuff.
It's not only that I don't want to leave you flapping in the wind, but we need to find out for ourselves what happened to that plane.
Anyway, being kept alive for a few days - what sort of life is that?
A few days is a few days.
Not in the condition I'll be in, it's not.
I'll have to speak to Harry.
Come on, Adam.
It would have been very unlike old hard-hearted Harry not to remind you that the operation takes precedence.
Oh, that's better.
I could barely think with all that racket.
Well, I've dressed for it.
So let's go.
Come on.
In the camp, the Adventists believe that the enemies are human but humans controlled by malevolent external forces whose ultimate aim is to control the earth.
While the Doomsdays believe that the appearance of alien assault on earth is manufactured by human conspirators.
The plane didn't come down cos of this lot.
The answers will be on the base.
Giles said you might join us.
All right?
Johnny.
There's been a shed load of activity the last few days.
Strange lights, weird shapes in the sky and the crashed plane.
The aliens have either arrived or the square heads are preparing for their arrival.
Is there a light on?
Yes.
Did you ever lie to get out of trouble?
Yes.
Is your name Ros Myers?
Yes.
Did you ever commit an act of espionage against the United Kingdom or any of her allies?
No.
Were you involved with the bomb blast in Tehran?
No.
Was anyone from section D involved in that bombing?
No.
Zaf Younis?
No.
Do you know where he is?
No.
Are you at present involved with searching for Zaf Younis?
Yes.
Are you aware of any operation being conducted at Halesworth Airbase?
No.
Stop!
MEN SHOUT Welcome home, Ros.
We're not in Denmark then.
No, the plane just flew slowly round and round England for the amount of time it would have taken to fly to Denmark.
There is no trail that leads to Zaf.
We made that up.
Took advantage of how much you wanted to find him.
You used to be government minister, didn't you?
Now I'm known as Sholto.
It's just cold water running through your veins, isn't it?
We can use that.
Do you work for Harry?
No.
I work for a group called Yalta.
Have any of you seen inside the wire?
Trouble is they catch you in there and you don't come back.
Well, I'm going to go in tonight.
Any of you are welcome to join me but I know how busy you all are sitting around bullshitting.
How do we know it's safe to go in there with you?
How do we know you are who you say you are?
I'm vouching for him.
I can't prove anything.
But I know that since the crash, they're gonna double the guard on that place and probably close this site down.
I imagine you've all had your fair share of extra-terrestrials to last you a life-time, but if you haven't, tonight's the night.
If you're serious I'll help you.
I'm the only one who's been over there and made it back.
Well, Baz, you're gonna need a diversion - a big diversion - to draw down all the square heads.
You lot can handle that, yeah?
I'm coming in.
OK.
We need to go in in daylight cos they double the guard at night.
Anything?
The cargo plane flew out of Stansted.
All crew are registered with the company for over five years.
No form.
All cargo checked by company and security - no bombs, no chemicals, no terrorists.
When did the MOD requisition the cargo?
That's the thing.
They didn't know the MOD had anything to do with the flight.
The Americans fed us a line.
Harry's on his way to Halesworth.
HE COUGHS Are you OK?
The Yalta Treaty was an agreement made between three old men.
They were on their last legs.
Stalin, was paranoid, Roosevelt was in a wheelchair and in constant pain and Churchill was either drunk or depressed.
The result was that the Americans sold out Eastern Europe to the Russians with all those disastrous consequences.
Our creed is that the Americans must be stopped before they embark on something equally inept and catastrophic.
Hasn't that already happened?
What you've seen is only the beginning.
To achieve our ends sometimes we favour European based power, sometimes Russian, Chinese.
We have representatives in the highest positions in governments and judiciaries across the world.
When they approached me to join them I soon realised where the real power was and it wasn't with my dear ministerial colleagues sitting at the Cabinet table wringing their hands about hospital waiting lists.
Trip motion detectors.
We need to get to my hut.
TANNOY ANNOUNCEMENT THEY SHOUT AND PROTEST What we just put you through was a recruitment test, Yalta-style.
What do you want with someone like me?
Because I'm never going to...
We can help you as we want you to help us.
You mean you want me to be a traitor?
Not at all.
We think our goals are in the interest of HMG, not against.
If there's ever anything you feel you cannot act upon, then you must simply ignore it.
So where are the Americans working against our interests now?
Your colleagues, your surviving colleagues, they're at that airbase today, aren't they?
We wait here till dark.
Take a rest, Malcolm, get your breath back.
There's only one building big enough to house a fuselage.
Whatever the Americans are hiding, it's probably in there.
In 1956, my father was with the Free-Hungarian Army in the uprising that the Americans financed, promoted and then abandoned.
He was hanged but we managed to get out and came to England.
So, your father, how is he?
As well as anyone in prison.
We know of your involvement.
You were very brave.
Single-minded and yet loyal.
That's a difficult call to make.
We didn't just happen upon you, Ros.
Zaf, you want to know what happened to him.
Our people saw some men taking Zaf into a deserted farm house.
Sometime later the men re-appeared but your man was not with them.
We found his bloodied clothes.
I'm sorry.
Whoever it was was capable of highly sophisticated tracking.
I've sent you the defence intelligent personnel files.
It might give us a clue as to who is covering up the security breach.
Connie...
the UFO guys down at the base...
I thought we ruled them out of any attack?
Maybe we did but something's not right here.
RADIO: Copy that.
All units to secure all entry around the perimeter wall.
The decontamination unit got here promptly.
They were the ones that alerted us to the leak.
My guys are still no closer to knowing what brought it down.
I'll show you the spec on the chemical makeup and then we'll take a walk around.
You can see for yourself what we've had to contend with.
Harry, it's this way.
Our friend, Mr Muppet, actually works for the MoD.
Some kind of spy on the UFO guys.
Adam told me that...
I have an old boyfriend.
Yeah.
Ros.
You scared me.
Are you OK, Ros?
You look all washed up.
Yeah, I'm fine.
I'm just worn out.
Where are the others?
Halesworth.
A plane crashed.
Malcolm...
He's very sick.
Adam's with him.
Look is there any way we can contact them?
Only on a network the Americans can listen into.
So what have we learnt this end?
Everything points to an infiltration of a cargo company.
A hijack of their aircraft by suicide bombers who knew that the MoD were transporting toxic chemicals on board.
It was either a bomb or a targeted kamikaze.
So a UK plane cargoing toxic chemicals crashes into a US base.
Dissident Iranians?
That would seem to be the bookie's choice.
But with their chemicals leaking all over the rather high-yield land rented by our rich cousins, the MoD are doing everything they can to ensure nobody discovers a security breach on a cargo plane as well.
The MoD.
How do we know they were carrying toxic chemicals?
Jo's ex-boyfriend gave us most of this.
She's gone to see him now.
OK.
If there was a bomb on board, there would be traces of explosives.
Also the fuselage would have been ripped apart in a particular way.
Malcolm.
It might still be dangerous.
Not for me.
There's a new structure around the back of this building.
I think we can access it from the inside.
Right.
That was no bomb.
There's no sign of a black box.
This way.
Alan, isn't it?
How's the missus?
Your first mistake was bringing me in.
You're out of your depth on this one.
Really.
So, now you've got me really curious.
You told me the MoD transported toxic chemicals on that flight but the cargo company have no record of any MoD requisition.
I thought that was just you covering your tracks but the MoD were only called to the scene by the Americans.
You don't have a clue.
That's why we can't trust you.
We work for the Americans.
We depend on them for our national security.
There is no toxic spillage, is there?
It's made up.
Something cooked up by the Americans to make sure we steered well clear, averted our eyes from what really happened.
What was it Alan?
Some surface to air missile training exercise gone horribly wrong?
Or was it one of their new Tomcats needed some target practice?
What, you think that's funny?
Three crewman incinerated, our colleagues in the cross-hairs of the people that you're trying to protect What about that bloke you've got baby-sitting that misfit bunch of hippies?
What's his mandate?
What's he going to do if they see something they shouldn't?
His duty.
Do you know what would happen if information got into the wrong hands?
What information's that?
What are you protecting?
That's a little over your pay scale, Jo-Jo.
Let me warn you, your people are already too close.
What are you protecting, Alan?
When certain people discover my absence, things will start to go very badly for you.
For you, Jo.
The past won't matter, any more, I'm afraid.
You don't know, do you?
You've just been fed lines, and you're parroting them.
You're not in that pay-scale either.
You sad bastard.
You'd really sacrifice your own countrymen, without knowing why?
For some some puppy-dog allegiance to some far-off empire?
Of course I know why.
Aurora.
Heard of it?
Thought not.
Now let me go.
Sorry, Al.
Jo-Jo will let you know when you can see daylight.
You stay here and keep a look out yeah?
Just in case anyone comes.
No.
I go where you go.
Just to be safe.
That's it.
Baz, you go back and keep an eye on the stairs while I sort out the camera, yeah?
OK.
Give me your bag.
I need a mirror.
I suppose you wonder why I'm doing this in my state.
You're focussing on a mission and doing yourself proud.
Actually I'm doing it to keep my mind busy.
Tell me, when you were gripped by the virus, were you just thinking about getting those vaccines to hospital?
Saving those people?
No.
I was thinking about how much I wanted to see my son.
Then how can you carry on doing it?
Day after day?
I don't have a son but I'm not sure my mother would want to see me with my hair falling out, multiple organ failure.
That's not what I want to leave her with.
What does she think you do?
What lie have you told her?
Accountancy?
IT?
She thinks I do what you do.
And here you are doing it.
You should have been out there doing this with us years ago.
I'll stay with you...
you know that.
Thank you.
Harry, I'm gonna have to talk with the officers here about this spillage so you might have to settle for the ten cents tour.
There!
What?
I saw someone in the shadows.
You're sure?
Something moved.
It's G-Block.
The other side of the base.
I need a transit to G-Block with armed escorts.
Ros.
What's Aurora?
Is this it?
Is this what they're hiding?
Let's find out.
My God!
What is it?
Aurora.
What?
This isn't a predator control unit, it's for the new US spy plane codenamed Aurora, the replacement for the S71.
It exists.
What's it doing in this country?
I don't know but it shouldn't be here.
There's been no official approval.
Somewhere here there should be its route recording system, then we'll know where it's been.
Is Aurora what they've been seeing?
Possibly.
This machine is as good as a black box.
It's a spy plane.
If there was a bomb or collision it should be able to tell us.
I'll see if I can send the RRS to the grid.
Malcolm's sending over all those downloads to us.
He needs the encryption broken.
Well, if he can contact us...
we can contact him.
BANGING AT THE DOOR It's just Muppet, he'd love this.
No Baz, wait.
You guys really shouldn't be in here you know.
You joking?
I told you to keep watch.
So you can sabotage military hardware?
Muppet, what are you doing?
The security panel.
Trip the alarm.
Go on!
Get up, do it!
Fine.
You win.
Go on, push it!
Push it!
Nice one, Giles.
He's one of them.
Don't worry.
He'll live.
Sir, we found nothing.
Maybe it was a cat or something.
Sir we're experiencing power failure in secure area alpha three.
Ops, we have runway lights down.
We need to switch to emergency back up.
Get me some security to sector four.
Right let's go.
We'll have to split up.
Giles will slow us down.
I'll stay with him.
You go on ahead, see if you can't cause some trouble on a different route.
Don't worry.
I won't let the square heads get us.
Just remember, they could be anywhere.
Squeaky boots, I should have known.
Come on.
Come on Malcolm, keep going.
Check out all the buildings on the East side of the perimeter.
Yes, sir.
That was no protest back there.
That was a diversion.
I can get a signal in here.
There's a message from the grid.
They've broken the encryption.
Aurora made two journeys of note.
Her first was a short one.
Up and out of Halesworth, circling back out over the North Sea and then straight into the airport.
Time and place of the flight correspond with the bringing down of the cargo plane.
So it was a collision?
Well, if you look at the dates, you'll see it hasn't flown since.
So maybe it crashed as well or at least was damaged.
I said there were two flights.
The dates, time and place correspond exactly with Zaf's journey back from Iran and his disappearance.
My God.
They were behind it.
If they were able to track Zaf back from Iran and ambush him...
Then they knew about our train operation in Tehran.
They used us to bring about the carnage with the blast.
The Americans were running Copenhagen.
They've been lying to us about everything.
No wonder they're so keen to stop us.
Malcolm if the Americans find us...
You're right.
Sir, take a look at this.
Who the hell is that?
You're being overrun by ufologists, Bob.
Runway 2, 700 yards, heading towards the perimeter.
KLAXON BLARES Harry!
KLAXON CONTINUES Come on Malcolm, one last go.
We've come all this way.
Anyway I'm not leaving anyone else behind.
You didn't leave Zaf.
Thank you, Connie.
Oh, yes.
Here you are.
How easy is it, I wonder, to cover up the collision of an illegal spy plane?
To persuade the Ministry of Defence to admit to cargoing non-existent toxic chemicals?
To persuade them to stonewall their own intelligence officers?
Out of interest, what have you got on them?
Nothing.
They're just desperate for us to base our anti-ballistic missile intercept stations here.
So they can be part of their running and continue to dine at the top table.
A fair swap for the lives of three civilian air crew.
Would the MoD have acquiesced, I wonder, if they knew the unspeakable things which Aurora knows?
Harry, the 14th century was calamitous for the west.
At the Battle of Nicopolis in 1396, a Crusader army fought a heroic combat against the Islamic army.
It was a catastrophic defeat, effectively the end of the Crusades.
But that battle is still going on.
Was all this to do with the capture and torture of my officer?
That wasn't my doing.
Our hired guns turned on us.
You wanted to know what we knew.
Well, let me save you any further bother.
Your agency, calling itself Copenhagen, fed us false intelligence in order to ensure that we created a bio-weapons spillage in Tehran.
So whatever happened in Tehran, the United Nations is now aware of Iran's illegal development of WMDs, which is hardly a bad thing.
I don't want to hear America's repellent self-justification.
We're close to the edge here.
You and I have to work out a better MO otherwise it'll be Nicopolis all over again, with you and I on opposite sides.
And this time it will be the calamitous 21st century.
WHIZZING SOUND ABOVE Adam.
It's a plane.
MORE WHIZZING SOUNDS No, it's Aurora.
I want to see this.
Malcolm, they're not just going to stop coming after us because there's a fence.
What's the worst thing they can do to me?
They'll think of something.
You don't have to stay.
When Voltaire was on his death bed, the priests tried to persuade him to renounce the devil.
He said this was no time to be going around making enemies.
I've always admired that.
Malcolm, I think there is maybe something I should tell you.
What?
You're not contaminated.
You're not dying.
What do you mean?
There's no chemicals.
How do you know?
They were just trying to scare us all off.
I can see it now.
It's how these people think.
But I felt...
It was fear.
I've got a signal again.
Jo's old flame, Alan, came clean.
You bastard.
Why didn't you tell me?
Because that Malcolm was invincible.
He wasn't going to die in some crappy air base.
He was going to get us out.
Are you ok?
Yeah, I'm fine.
It was...
I was wondering what was happening to you, I was worrying about.
I'm fine.
It was funny watching Malcolm go through all that shit today.
It reminded me that you and me...
live like that all the time.
It made me realise how easy it is to end up...
...not having any intimacy in your life.
I wasn't aware you were living a monk-like existence, Adam.
Look, Ros.
Yes?
I'm sorry things didn't work out in Denmark.
You were right to insist on going.
Who did you meet with?
Like you said...
Didn't work out.
That's the sort of answer I give.
I get all my best stuff from you, Adam.
Always said it.
We had an agreement.
You were supposed to call in, remember?
What happened?
Ros, you can...
you can talk to me.
Please.
The Iranians.
How's your source there?
It's too early to tell.
I...
wanted to explain why we needed those documents.
Adam, do you know how difficult it is for me to get here?
You came anyway.
I'm not the first asset you've brought back here on the pretence of a debriefing, am I?
Don't you know me at all?
It's good to have you back, Ros.
This belonged to Zaf.
Who's going to tell his family?
I might understand, if that was the price for bringing us back to where we were with Iran but how does that help with the peace?
We'll get there, with or without the help of our American cousins.
Do you really believe that?
I have to.
We're a team, we'll pull together.
I don't feel like being honoured.
Not publicly.
Not privately.
Not at all.
Oh, don't be so snooty.
Giving a K to someone in the security services is a way for the government to rubber stamp themselves.
It isn't about you.
I'll try and remember my place.
TELEPHONE RINGS I think we can help each other.
We have an Islamic fanatic wandering round town with a God-given licence to kill Americans.
You husband is sponsoring Kharami to bomb an American target in London.
Any attack on American interests in the next few days would be interpreted as an act of war.
Where is he?
Kharami's attack could happen any second, anywhere.
He'll know Jo and he'll teach her a lesson for us all.
Open the door.
Somebody's trying to kill you.