Spooks

This programme contains some violent scenes and scenes which some viewers may find upsetting.

Officially, we're the security service.

Unofficially, we prefer MI5... or simply 5.

Our main function - to protect Britain's national security.

You wanted Fort Knox, you got it. Reinforced steel, security glass.

All fail-safe, all through THIS key.

Hope this works with her, Tom. She's a great person.

I want you and Maisie in my flat, in my life, as soon as possible.

But, Tessa, why?! For the money.

Sorry, Tess. I'm going to throw you to the wolves.

McCann, terrorist responsible for the murder of 20 RUC policemen.

You do what I ask and you'll get it all -

names, dates, everything we've got.

Never underestimate Patrick McCann.

The laptop has explosive in it.

Ellie!

What? Open the door!

Maisie, sweetheart. Where's the...? Look what have you done?!

Bloody key won't work! There's a bomb in the computer.

He'll talk you through it.

You should be able to lift the keyboard.

What does the clock say? 1.15.

14.

13. ..Tom, it's going backwards!

The clock might have a separate battery that can be disconnected.

There's a screw. I can't see it!

Where's the cutters? Torch?

We've got to clear the area!

Quickly!

SIRENS WAIL I love you!

ALARM

Is that what I think it is?

Sounds like it. It's a coded warning. We'll have to evacuate.

There's been an explosion. IED. South London. No, North London...

Wandsworth. Grid reference... No, I was just on the bloody phone to him... What the hell's going on?

I said - explosion, South London.

Can I ask you all please to evacuate the building. We've just received a coded warning. Danny, use my mobile.

Walk, don't run! It's ringing! It's bloody ringing!

PHONE RINGS

Danny, I'm OK. I'll have to talk later.

What happened?

Safe distance, please...

Nice and easy.

All right, Disposal.

I spoke to him, he's alive. He's not answering now.

Tom's OK. South London blast? C4 plastic. Target area? Residential.

Who lives down there? The Secretary of State for Northern Ireland.

We're all clear, sir. The detonator failed to ignite the explosive. Thought you'd want to know.

PHONE RINGS Go away. It failed.

36% of all detonators fail on improvised explosive devices.

Sometimes nothing happens. That's very reassuring, isn't it(?) What's going on?

We're going to go to the doctor's for a check-up. But I'm fine. I need to get out of here.

They're just getting an overnight bag for you. I need to get out NOW.

PHONE RINGS Answer the phone! We're alive!

I know, but are you OK? Yes, thanks to McCann's shoddy workmanship.

A bomb just killed Michael Purefoy at home. They think his kids were with him.

The car's just there. We know. ..Stay on the line. ..Stay close.

Carnage! How d'we know it's McCann? His group claimed responsibility.

They're rebranding themselves The War For Irish Unity. Double close protection for the blue list.

Liaise with Customs at the ports. Fence them in and hunt them down.

Coming in? No, I'll be on my phone and pager.

BEEPING

PHONE RINGS

Yeah.

Mr Crockett.

Davy.

I'm here. So you are.

Side-stepped their little surprise? Glad to hear it. Where are you?

I'm in a little spot of bother. Wondered if you could help me out. You want ME to do you a favour?!

I want to come and work for you.

Is this a defection? You could say that. I don't believe you.

A little bird told someone about our chats, Davy.

I need out before someone retires me permanently.

Your bad morning is about to get a hell of a lot worse.

I need more than that. My branch chief's got big plans and things are gonna get pretty nasty.

The War For Irish Unity's first national campaign -

suffice to say, it just started. And you've had a change of heart?

Terror game's changed, Davy.

I'm telling you.

It's scary,

particularly right now.

My sphincter is tightening at an alarming rate.

I warned you about the laptop. Use me and you can put a stop to this right now. Let me send someone.

Is that a yes? Tell me your location. Is that a yes?! Yes. Underground car park...

The laptop was a diversion. They presumed Tom would bring it here. Security scans would pick it up.

Precisely. They threw in a coded warning so we'd evacuate.

They wanted all resources here. So they could assassinate Purefoy.

McCann warned Tom about the laptop. Why warn him if he was looking to cause disruption? I don't know.

It was a sweetener. McCann's agreed to defect. Is he here? We're fetching him. Keep him out my way.

No sign. Wait.

Executed for collaboration. Saving Tom's life to try and save his own.

Tom was lucky, that's all. The bomb didn't go off.

McCann was untrustworthy. If he was attempting to defect, we must take what he told Tom to be the truth.

This could be just the beginning.

Urgent incident report, sir, but I don't have clearance to read it out. It's on screen for you now.

Another explosion. Longcross. Get Tom back here. Did you say...?

What?! The military base? Chief of Defence Staff.

Are you Sam? Yeah. I need you. This way.

You're late. Someone was supposed to meet me downstairs, but they never came.

Bit busy. I was getting the guard's address and passport number,

like in training. Get the Longcross staff files. Some are dead, others injured.

We have to cross-check their vetting histories. Oh, and prioritise the living, please.

Special Branch... Not now!

..delivered these passports found in a forgery raid near Heathrow today.

Run the headshots through airport-security feeds.

Mortar attack at Longcross Military Base, but it's seriously classified.

Even the local residents think it's an Army transport facility.

Whoever's responsible, I smell a leak in the MOD.

We have an official denial from all Republican splinter organisations,

including The War For Irish Unity, but claims of responsibility from 11 other groups - 3 possibles, 8 not.

Get a team onto the possibles and try Tom again.

PHONE RINGS Tom. No, Danny, I'm sorry. Tom, the sky is falling. My family need me.

This is from the top. There's no negotiation on this. I'm sorry.

Tom? They're staying with me one way or another, Danny. Make some space on the third floor.

If I'm coming in...so are they.

You remember Zoe, don't you? Hello. ..Hiya.

We've got a comfortable room for you up in the medical centre.

It's not the penthouse, but... Bed. ..You OK? I'm OK.

I'll be back as soon as I can. They'll get you anything you need. We need YOU.

Can you give us a moment alone, please? Yeah, of course. ..Come on.

What are we doing here?

Give me a chance to clear everything up. I thought you'd feel safe here. I'm not the target - YOU are.

This isn't for me. It's for you.

Fill me in. You're not going to like it. Try me.

Cabinet Minister assassinated by Republican splinter group, explosion at Longcross.

But that's Special Forces property, a weapons-testing centre. Multiple casualties.

McCann's old group have claimed responsibility for Michael Purefoy and denied the other explosion.

What's McCann saying? McCann's dead, Tom.

They got to him before we could.

The denial could be a ruse. Not likely. Discount nothing with McCann, even in death.

Any other candidates for Longcross? Only one, really. Anyone I know?

Oh, yes. This is now officially the day from hell.

These passports pitched up in a forgery raid near Heathrow.

We ran the pictures through airport security. Miroslav Gradic entered the UK last week.

The other two men are presumably his bodyguards.

The Hague's most wanted. Thought he was hiding in a bunker in Bosnia. What do you know about him?

On the run for six years. A war criminal with a taste for genocide.

During the conflict, he was a Serb commander. Holds the UK responsible for NATO attacks on Yugoslavia.

NATO holds him responsible for massacres in Bosnia. No reason to come here and raise merry hell.

His two sons were killed in NATO bombing raids over Belgrade.

He's past caring about his safety. He can't know about Longcross.

You can't look up Secret Military Installations in Yellow Pages(!)

I'm still not convinced McCann isn't linked. We both have personal issues with this. Too bloody right!

Which is why this Irish matter is now the concern of Section C. We need our attentions here.

He denied the blast, but he could be involved. Republican terror groups take credit for whatever they can.

They've said nothing in this case. We have to presume this is nothing to do with them.

The Longcross incident is an attack on national security.

Finding whoever is responsible is now officially job number one.

It was a mortar and Gradic is a fan of mortars. He's used them on Muslim hospitals, schools, mosques.

Zoe? Gradic'll have a fan base in the Serbian Mafia over here. We've five Serbian surveillance ops.

You review Serb surveillance. ..You source Serbian contacts in non-Mafia operations. Pincer movement. Tom.

Yeah? Are you sure you want to be here?

I don't think I have a choice, do I?

Police and neighbours were greeted by scenes of destruction following the blast.

Michael Purefoy had only recently taken up the position

of Secretary of State for Northern Ireland.

The War For Irish Unity issued a statement

apologising for "the regrettable involvement of innocent bystanders"

but defended its actions, asserting that the Secretary of State was "a legitimate military target".

Mr Purefoy leaves his wife Carol, who is in a critical condition.

She is yet to be told of the death of her husband and her two daughters, Holly and Sarah.

About ten minutes ago, sir.

BEEPING

I got a package from Six. Gradic'd three narrow escapes from KFOR.

You only do that with a tip-off from somewhere. Tom?

Presumably sympathisers in the Serb authorities on the ground. Yeah, and who tips them off? ..Exactly.

Guess who just came to work at the Serbian Embassy? ..Sam, she just joined. First day? Bad luck.

Rado. He worked in Belgrade for the then Yugoslav government in Signals Intelligence, a Gradic sympathiser.

The Serbs are anti-Gradic now. They'd hardly sanction a supporter. Some people lie.

You think there's a link between Gradic and Rado? Yeah. Get a full profile NOW.

I can do that for you if you like. I did TC10. I'm good, honest. All right. Call me at home.

If I don't get some sleep soon, I'm going to pass out. ..The Hotpoint guy! I need to marry a plumber.

Are you two married?

Flatmates. All the downsides of marriage and none of the benefits. Who ever said there were benefits?

It is you, isn't it?

Zoe?

Oh, my God! That is so mad. Sarah...

I've not seen you for years!

Come on, fill me in. Last I heard, you were at Oxford or something.

Yeah. You married? Sprogs?

No. No. Just single. Two cats.

Pushing paper clips, mostly.

Civil Service. Oh, good for you.

I'm still with Paul. You remember Paul.

I work for Challon & Partners, law firm. Dunno how that happened.

I think this is me, actually.

Oh, this is my stop, too!

Excuse me.

Sarah, I'd love to go for a drink, but I've had a bitch of a day and I'm coming down with something.

Ah, well, see you soon. All right.

Oh, we should swap numbers...

'You have no messages.'

PHONE RINGS Hello.

Danny, I need you to get a number for me. Unlisted. Surrey. Sure. Who? Jane Simm. Ellie's mum.

Excuse me, is anyone sitting here?

No. Please...sit away.

Sitting.

Well sat.

Nice bag.

Isn't it? I'm very proud of that.