Spooks: Code 9

Someone's just hacked into the alert system.

Against the rules, shagging an informer?

- What did you do, Hannah? - Rob, DS Phillips in reception.

Julian Nelson. We were training to be doctors.

I'm afraid he's dead.

- On the painkillers already? - No, I'm fine.

We have to keep hurting them until the government admit what they did.

- Where is she? - Jez...

I believe there's a traitor within Ml5.

News has come to light of a massive growth in the distribution

of illegal radiation sickness pills.

Government sources say the scale of the market

has been massively underestimated

and that security services have been tasked to track down all sources.

There has been panic over the radiation effects

of last year's terrorist atrocity in London.

Despite government denials, many are convinced

they've contracted radiation poisoning,

and public demand for medication is soaring.

Protestors looted hospitals and pharmacies,

desperate to get their hands on rumoured stockpiles of medication.

Even more troubling is the rise of the so- called

black market radiation therapy medication.

Despite having no official sanction, its use is thought to be wide...

The National Institute of Clinical Excellence

has underlined that these drugs are, at best, pointless,

and in many cases could cause serious physical harm.

So what's the codename of this drug-bust mission?

It doesn't need a name. Does it?

- What about Operation Kamikaze? - (CHARLIE) Hold on...

- Operation Certain Painful Death. - I like that one. Jez?

- Sounds about right. - Every precaution's been taken...

Don't worry, Charlie. Danger's my middle name.

Yeah, baby.

Look, you're taking this seriously, aren't you? If anything goes wrong...

Piss off, Charlie. Stop acting like their dad.

Shut up, Rob. At least he cares.

I thought you were gonna send me and Jez off in style.

Are we going out or what?

I'm not following them in there. It's a no-go area.

- We're going in. - Sure this is a good idea?

- What? You scared of a little boy? - It's not the boy. It's the place.

Come on.

Come on. Let's go back.

There he is.

Oi!

Boy! Put that down! Put that down!

Come on, mate. Relax. We're gonna let him go.

Don't be stupid.

Boy!

Oh, Jesus!

Jesus. Come on. Come on.

Come on. Jesus. Come on. Come on. Come on.

- Do you mind if I join you? - Oh, no. Come on, sit down.

- Something on your mind, Charlie? - Those pills Kylie takes.

I've never asked. Is she really ill?

Talk to her about it, Charlie, but, yeah, she's not well.

- God. Is this really a good plan? - You came up with it.

That's the problem. What do I know?

What's up?

A policeman was shot in Prospect Towers last night.

He's in intensive care. This will make the job twice as hard.

- What d'you think? - I say we go now.

There might not be another chance. You still up for it?

What do you reckon?

Prospect Towers is one of the most dangerous housing compounds.

If our Ml5 officers are caught in there, they'll be lynched.

Are you certain that's where the drugs come from?

Fairly. We track them up to a certain point, then the trail goes dead.

The police put up CCTV, but it's been vandalised.

Zero doesn't know they've installed a sonic crowd control system.

It can render a crowd unconscious in seconds,

so it's only ever used as a last resort.

They fitted them on all the new estates, so if it really kicks off,

they can disable the troublemakers and mop it up.

It's run by someone called Zero?

No one's ever actually seen Zero, or they won't admit they have.

- So what's this? - A rival drugs gang.

Their leader, Vickers, has been useful,

but he's so far been unable to identify Zero.

So that's where Kylie and Jez come in.

Kylie's posing as his girlfriend to make him look less suspicious.

- You ready for this? - Always.

Jez has an old friend who says he knows people there.

He's hoping to use him to put a face to the name of this Zero.

His name's Dylan. Him and Jez used to rob houses together, apparently.

He sounds trustworthy. Nevertheless, it's a good way in.

- So, what's the problem? - The police shooting last night.

We don't want them to make things harder for Jez and Kylie.

So what are you saying? Do you want to call it off?

No. We've already agreed to go ahead.

OK. Then let's do it quickly.

I just hope they're OK in there. They can handle themselves.

- He's late. - He'll be here.

You really think Dylan can help us find Zero?

In another life he could have been prime minister.

He's more than proficient at lying and stealing.

We're all up on the mobile phone routines?

I'll process their encrypted transmissions.

And we've got the tracker bracelets as backup.

Give me your money.

Jez. Get off me.

- Get off! - You're late.

Nice to see you, too, bruv.

- Welcome to my yard. - What's happening?

- I'm king of the castle round here. - Yeah?

Yeah. Watch. Oi, Chantal!

Chantal! Come here!

Oh, mate. I forgot. She's gone deaf.

- Yeah, course, bruv. Course. - And who's this, then?

This is my girl, Donna.

Ciao, bella donna. Yatties love a bit of Italian round here, trust me.

- Yo, d'you wanna buy a watch? - No.

- Wanna go to mine instead, then? - Yeah.

Check it, rude boy. Genuine Rolex. Look. It says, "Made in Taiwan".

Come on.

- So where'd you two meet? - I was running doors at a club.

This one wouldn't leave me alone.

So why'd you bring her here? Holiday?

No. My prick of a dad threw me out cos of Jez.

You know what they say, D? Once you go black...

So what's happening, J? Ain't seen you for time.

Couple of phone calls here and there.

Then you show up with some crazy white chick,

wanting to stay on my floor.

I wanna meet Zero.

Who is he? Where can I find him?

J, he's everywhere.

Come here.

Spotters. That's Zero.

Dealers. That's Zero, too.

Watch. Muscle.

Runners. They're all Zero.

I thought you said you were king of the castle.

I'm more like the man behind the man.

Which is why I get such a wicked gaff like this.

Look. I've got a microwave and everything.

You're saying there isn't one man behind all this?

I'm saying I don't know. I ain't seen him. No one has.

Or they won't say they have.

Jez needs to find him.

Why?

I've got a business proposition for him.

- I can sell him something he needs. - What is it?

You don't trust me any more?

Can you help me or not?

Yeah, I can help. I know a couple of people who might know Zero.

I'll see what I can do. Give me an hour.

- Tell him you'll cut him in. - I don't wanna get him involved.

He didn't want this. We did.

- Innit, blood? - Taking the piss?

- Yeah, I am. - (PHONE RINGS)

- Hello? - (WOMAN) This is Gecko calling.

Would you like to talk about our new call rates?

No, I'm happy with my call rates, thank you.

There is a traitor within Ml5.

I believe this person is directly responsible for the attack.

- Charlie. - I was just...

- Looking at the message? - Yeah.

It's just, we owe it to her, you know.

Yeah, I know.

But you need to be careful. You never know who's watching.

I don't know, man. People are being bare cautious.

- Nobody wants to say anything. - Let's start at the bottom.

Where's Zero at, bruv?

- Fuck off. - He's just a kid, Jez.

Come on.

- (TV) Police are still baffled... - (KNOCKING)

... as to the source of the black market radiation therapy medication.

- Food. - Cheers.

- Safe. - Tell him I said thanks from me.

D'you need some help?

Do you mind?

- Ain't seen you before. - I'm Donna.

I'm staying with my boyfriend down the hall.

Lizzie.

Fancy a cup of tea?

- So, when are you due? - About a month.

And who's the lucky man?

- My husband. - Is he around?

London.

He's volunteering, giving directions out to tourists.

He said we should show Britain off to the world.

Yeah, but, Lizzie, the bomb was well over nine months ago.

He's the father, all right? My husband's the father.

OK, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything.

When the government moved us onto this estate, it was absolute chaos.

Then... Zero?

Then things started to quiet down.

We were told if we needed anything, we just had to ask one of the boys.

Then one night, the first night

that I actually dared to walk outside my new front door,

I got...

...attacked.

I thought, "This ain't right."

It just ain't right. The police can't come in here, so who can you talk to?

So I told one of the dealer boys, and they made an example of him.

And you know what, Donna? I'm glad.

Cos this child will only ever know its real father

because Zero made that bastard disappear.