"Hello, Harry." "You're supposed to be in Washington." "I'm back." "I'm in line for the job of national security co-ordinator." "Run, you faint-hearted Liberals." "You tried to blackmail me, Juliet." "You wanted to continue to sabotage our operation." "It's not like you've never used dirty tricks to get where you are." "I was going to talk to Harry about making your stay here more permanent." "I've been shot at, tied up, accused of being a traitor." "Give me a desk next to Ruth and I'll think about it." "What's next for Mad Dog?" "I think I'll call Mrs Mad Dog." "We work together usually and I want her back." "Save your anger, save your fear." "Patch the CCTV footage straight through to the grid, get me Tomahawk on a secure line." "Red flash the entire team." "Adam, I want you to get down there as soon as possible." "Save your fear, your disillusion, your anger." "You ready?" "Yeah." "I'll take you out and present you." "There's a room put aside after for press interviews." "SHOUTING" "SCREAMING" "Six councillors in East London have defected to the British Way." "They've got control of the Housing Committee and have a policy of whites first, or "Families United", as they call it." "Illegal, surely." "Local residents aren't waiting for it to go to the High Court." "Plus, the British Way are organizing a rally." "Fiona's gone down to check the mood." "We don't need an MP like Sampson addressing them." "And Adam?" "Gone to see if anyone's co-ordinating the housing estate trouble." "APPLAUSE" "Now, they didn't want this man to speak to us tonight." "They reckon he was risking his political future because we're a bunch of extremists." "'But we all know that the political future lies with us. '" "So, ladies and gentlemen, I give you the MP for North Dale Valley, William Sampson." "Thank you." "Now, today we saw what can happen when you ignore the anger of the British people." "I condemn categorically the violence on the estate but I also condemn the politicians who caused it to happen." "I've been called Islamophobic!" "If that means taking action against those with a Koran in one hand and a dirty bomb in the other, then I plead guilty." "Leave her!" "It's not worth it, there are CCTV cameras everywhere." "Do the car, do the car." "'Across our nation, I can feel the fear, 'the disillusion and most of all, the anger. '" "I hereby give notice that I am leaving the bankrupt party I have served for 20 years." "I'm resigning my seat in parliament..." "AUDIENCE MURMURS and I will stand as a candidate in the resulting by-election and, with your help, I will win..." "..and become the first Member of Parliament elected for the British Way." "Oi!" "Come here!" "Oi!" "Then..." "Then, let them dare say that our views are unrepresentative of the British people." "CHEERING AND APPLAUSE" "Because tonight, ladies and gentlemen," "I am the voice of every frightened, disillusioned and angry person in Britain." "Politicians of all sides condemned the violence on the estates." "The rioting started after the far right British Way took control of the housing committee." "Over 30 families from ethnic minorities were driven from their homes, and more than 20 people required hospital treatment including five police officers." "The backlash has started already in chatrooms." "It's a mess." "The families are taking refuge in the local schools." "The police have to take them back." "Would you go back?" "If not, it'd look like we accept ethnic cleansing." "We can't ask the families to make that point for us." "Were the British Way involved in the riots?" "They were around but not joining in." "The mob needed no encouragement." "Well, now the mob has a mouthpiece." "The housewives' favourite." "Sampson was hitting every button in that rally." "He's loathsome." "Yeah, but the bar on loathsome politicians has been lowered considerably of late." "Sampson understands the mood of disillusion." "Fiona's right." "Normally the system's robust enough to see off the mavericks." "Things are different now." "OK, Harry, I'm all ears as to why we discovered Sampson's little plan at exactly the same time as the rest of the British public." "Seems like a significant intelligence failure from where I'm sitting." "Perhaps you should sit down." "If he wins..." "He won't win." "If he wins, it'll be a victory for fundamentalists of all types." "We all know what the Islamic extremists will be preaching." "We do intend to stop him winning." "That's fine but they're still dousing the flames on the estates." "A by-election fought on race is the last thing we need at the present time." "Of course." "So, what are you proposing to do?" "We'll make the British Way eat itself." "Before we have to build walls to keep communities apart." "But with the opposition in such a mess, several MPs are thinking of following Sampson." "Take a close look at them." "Find us one we can work on." "The British Way are a legal party." "They're using the democratic process in order to destroy it." "So, we destroy the democratic process to save it?" "So how does the operation work?" "We start an internal war within the British Way just as we used to do with the Irish Republicans." "This picture represents both their greatest strength and the fault line." "Two politicians who, when working well together, are an unstoppable force." "But it's not pretty when they turn against each other." "Exactly." "Fiona will take charge of Sampson I'll look after Moran." "It'll be a two-pronged attack." "What about me?" "Use that deviant imagination to head up the dirty tricks team on the election campaign." "Can you handle that?" "What do you think?" "Good." "We'll get Colin and Malcolm to work on the legends." "So we're going to make you a disillusioned British Way supporter." "Here's your wardrobe." "We've also backstopped your legend." "Here are the letters you got in prison." "These are probation office details, newspaper clippings you kept about the hit and run on an Asian kid and your trial." "Details of a fight in prison with a black inmate, and a letter from the housing department confirming your transfer from Croydon." "We've got an asset called Isis whom you can use to justify your presence." "She's your Auntie May." "Whenever she's in there'll be red tulips in the window." "Where does she live?" "63 Frensham Road." "Before that, 17 Highfont Drive." "You've applied to join the party, you asked to speak to Keith Moran." "Here's the letter." "Won't that look odd?" "With my CV he'll be curious." "This one has texts, photos and numbers of mates in Croydon." "This one is for status reports." "Every 24 hours." "Not necessary." "I've just read the report of Keith Moran's CO when he was a soldier serving with the Paras." "Warns of serious psychopathic tendencies." "Also, the results of a court martial for the "accidental" discharge of a weapon, which killed a black recruit." "Moran got off." "This one is for status reports, every 24 hours, please." "Does Sampson know about Moran's violent past?" "Of course." "As long as it's useful to Sampson, he'll use it." "In an emergency speed-dial on hash three and we'll get back-up to you." "Use Auntie May to send more detailed reports." "Let's hope Sampson's taken in." "Is it not a disgrace that our fire-fighters and nurses cannot live next to their places of work?" "Some might say the solution is to build more houses." "Or stop giving the ones we have to asylum seekers and then..." "What you up to?" "Building my legend for the internet." "Emily Glover went to Roedean School and Christ Church College, Oxford." "Professional background?" "Works in advertising." "Advised the government on presenting its case for GM Foods and arms sales to unethical regimes." "Quite the rising star." "Made a director at Portman-Bright last year." "I like Emily." "She's quite the girl about town." "He went to the zoo today." "Keeps going on about seeing a lizard with no feet." "A lizard with no feet?" "Isn't that a snake?" "Tell you what, if either of us is around at all over the next month, we can ask him." "I got my first meeting with Keith Moran at British Way headquarters." "What kind of a world is he going to know?" "Shhh, he's dreaming about lizards with no feet." "Sometimes I think it was stupid or selfish of us, to have a child." "He came from an act of love between us." "It's neither stupid nor selfish." "Mr Sampson?" "Emily Glover, Portman-Bright lobbyists." "Public Affairs." "Quick minute of your time?" "Yeah, sure." "My company lobbies for several large corporations and some clients are concerned at the way society's coming apart at the seams." "Then they know who they should be supporting." "You're not the only alternative." "We're the only one in touch with how people really feel." "You have a high opinion of yourself." "That's good." "Well, name me any social demographic and I'll tell you their hopes and their fears." "But you know that already or you wouldn't be anywhere near me." "We'll be watching closely, Mr Sampson." "Google Emily Glover for me, would you?" "You're a long way from Croydon, Luke Chivers." "I can't live there any more." "I've got an aunt who lives in Luton so I arranged a housing transfer." "Is she a party member, your aunt?" "Live and let live." "Well, that's what we believe in these days." "Not what we believed when we were taking back our houses." "He was there." "Wouldn't have missed that one." "We got to focus on the electoral battle now." "I've done five years, for defending my people." "I used to look up to men like you." "Used to?" "I just need to know, is there still a place for me here?" "Course there is." "Look, we still believe the same stuff?" "Look at that." "Who'd have thought that?" "Since Sampson's joined us the phones haven't stopped." "Can't process the membership application forms fast enough." "Gonna need bigger premises once he's elected." "I know." "There'll always be a place for those who were with us at the beginning." "The soldiers." "All right." "All right." "Smell a journalist?" "I'll look into the address and do a little security check, yeah?" "If he's from Torchlight, we'll have to deal with him." "I'll get him out the way, you check his flat." "Harry." "Perry, meet Emily Glover who works for Portman-Bright." "This is Peregrine Howell-Davis." "MI5 employing PR bods are they?" "I'm trying to persuade them to have beanbags at Thames House." "Ha!" "Jolly good." "I understand you're thinking of joining William Sampson." "That would be a mistake." "Shouldn't you be out chasing Al-Qaeda?" "Actually that's exactly what we are doing." "Don't see the link personally." "We need strong leadership." "Like Germany in 1933?" "Now you're being ridiculous." "You wouldn't fit in the British Way, Perry." "I agree with their platform almost entirely." "They have changed." "He means YOU wouldn't fit in." "Because?" "Because they haven't changed enough to accept homosexuals." "To be fair, neither has Mrs Howell-Davis." "Although they do say half the SA taken out on the Night of the Long Knives were surprised with a strapping young Aryan lad in their beds so perhaps you'd like to take your chances?" "Crude and a little predictable." "The most effective things so often are." "Sleep on it, Perry." "Hello Auntie May, erm, it's your favourite nephew, Luke." "I'm just calling to let you know I'm settling in OK and I'll be over to see you soon." "OK, bye." "A massive hunt is underway in Hull for Melanie Roberts who disappeared yesterday." "KNOCK AT DOOR" "'Her bike was found in nearby woods, the police have expressed concern... '" "Get your coat." "What, why?" "I want to show you something." "All right." "Where are we going?" "You'll see." "Great, the British Way are checking him out." "What am I supposed to be looking for?" "A bittern." "It's a type of heron, has an unmistakable booming call." "Bloody rare." "Why did you bring me up here?" "Wanted you to feel welcome." "This is excellent." "We've put some additional letters from Auntie May of 63, Frensham Road in there." "She still sends him five pounds and a Kit-Kat for his birthday." "Elderly relatives always have a problem with inflation." "Yeah, when I was a kid, I used to come up here and play." "That was a time when people never used to worry about paedophiles." "One of these days we should find ourselves a nonce and let him loose up here and hunt him down with guns." "I prefer a crossbow myself." "What type of bird's that?" "Oh, it's a woodlark, "Lullula arborea"." "That's his Latin name." "Bit like a skylark with a shorter tail." "Immigrants." "What?" "Well, they come over here from abroad, don't they?" "Yeah, well they find their own food and don't try and groom my daughter." "Good point." "How did you get into bird watching?" "Dad used to bring me." "What does he do, your old man?" "Asbestosis got him." "Used to come up here till, you know, near the end, though." "Said it used to help him forget about everything." "It's peaceful." "Yeah, yeah." "You still got doubts about the party?" "I felt the power that night when we were in charge of those estates." "Mmm." "We sent the immigrants and the asylum seekers packing." "When you could see the faces of the police, you knew they were scared of us." "Imagine what it will be like when we're really running things." "Not with Sampson." "He's just another politician who'll betray us." "He keeps you well out of sight." "Who are you to question us, eh?" "I mean what are you trying to do?" "You want some award for undercover journalism?" "Me on tape saying I throw pig's heads into mosques?" "That's a pretty serious accusation." "Think you can back it up?" "You know, while we're here, my men are in your flat." "What have you got to hide?" "Guess you'll have to wait for them to tell you that." "You know the last infiltrator we uncovered, he hasn't been seen in a while." "No, I don't think you're a journalist." "Oh, yeah, why's that?" "I can smell fear." "BOOMING" "Hear that?" "That booming noise." "Think it was a bittern." "MOBILE RINGS" "Must be your boys reporting back." "Smell my fear now?" "Reconsidered, Perry?" "Harry!" "Our party's in real trouble." "Last by-election we were in fourth place." "Fourth!" "We used to lead this nation." "Then stay and rescue the party." "The mood in the country is changing and we must follow that mood." "Burning houses?" "Refugees in schools?" "That was a mob." "The British Way and the mob are like Siamese twins." "Look, I have grown attached to a stable two-party..." "Three." "What?" "We're including the little Scottish chap?" "Three-party system." "Let's not throw away something that's served us so well." "What do you want me to do?" "You'll be joining Sampson." "But I thought..." "Ah, there's always a twist." "We've been hearing stories from Guildford, for example, that Albanian asylum seekers are trying to set up prostitution rings in the town." "They can threaten me with as many court appearances as they like," "I won't be intimidated." "It is a national disgrace and something should be done about it." "Sampson's mentioned this Guildford thing a few times now." "Of course." "One asylum seeker asks a white girl the time, you got a mob burning down a hostel." "Better warn Chief Constables about provocations." "Forgive me, Harry, but Sampson's riding very high." "Then the fall will be even more painful." "It had better be." "If Sampson wins this election he won't be the last British Way MP." "What have you got for me?" "A British Way leaflet we've produced which makes derogatory comments about another candidate's disabled child." "Should lose them some sympathy." "That's the idea." "Have you got that list of speaking venues?" "I'll make sure they're double-booked for Gambler's Anonymous meetings." "What's that?" "Data from the highly respectable polling company, Blake Research." "We got them to poll on all the issues that people want Sampson to talk about and then we fiddled with the findings." "Good." "Let's keep him off-message." "Erm, any news from Adam?" "Just awaiting his status report." "Oh, I thought it would've come in by now." "Do you want me to tell you when it comes in?" "Yeah, sure, if I'm around." "Fiona?" "He'll be all right." "Luke!" "I think they trust me now but they might still be keeping an eye on me." "Didn't see anybody watching you." "What if the tulips die?" "Shhhh." "They're plastic!" "I need some help from base." "Here's my report for when the postman comes." "He's nice, your postman." "Careful with that boy, he's trouble." "Morning." "Morning." "Who's that?" "A real relative." "Your sister?" "Flatterer." "News from Adam?" "It's done." "We need another push on Moran." "He trusts Adam but he's remaining stubbornly loyal to Sampson." "Prepared to swallow his injured feelings cos he thinks he might become second in command." "Then we must make him realise he will never be second in command." "Time for stage two?" "Ruth, you need to start preparing." "What for?" "I'm sending you back to GCHQ, temporarily." "We need somebody on this op who has experience of GCHQ culture." "I use the word loosely." "I need somebody I can really trust on this, Ruth." "Right." "This should put him in a bad mood at the campaign trial." "Almost done with the makeover." "How we doing with the internet shopping order?" "Oh, Christ." "Are you the owner of this property, sir?" "Yes." "I'm from the Council Planning Department." "You cannot just repaint your door in a conservation area." "I didn't." "You can see the colour of all the other doors." "If everybody was to do it, it'd be aesthetic anarchy." "And who are you?" "The Indian Civil Service?" "No, I'm from the Planning Department as I think I mentioned." "Here's your Contravention Notice with details of the fine." "You've got 48 hours to pay, otherwise it doubles." "Good day." "Every single item." "Not one thing my PA actually ordered." "All the refrigerated goods were off and lobster sent as a replacement for washing powder." "What?" "Dirty tricks." "Interfering with my internet shopping." "Right after some chippy little Asian tried to fine me for changing my door colour." "Oh, you can't do that in a conservation area, Bill." "Not without permission." "I didn't!" "Oh, never mind." "Well, this might cheer you up." "A client who might make a substantial donation to the party." "And I've spoken to Fitz and to Peter." "Tomlinson?" "But he could bring Roger and Neil with him." "Tide's turning our way." "Especially after the Guildford problem." "Give me lobster over washing powder any day." "Well, I might just do that one evening." "Well, you can take your Fatfighters and you can shove it up your fat arse!" "MAN CHUCKLES" "TV: 'Screw you!" "'" "I know somebody." "Somebody?" "Somebody who works for the Government." "And?" "My cousin." "Not exactly one of us but she was up for promotion and guess who they gave the job to." "One of our little ethnic friends who was much less qualified." "What do you mean, works for the Government?" "Can't really say." "She used to give us information about commies to stick on the website." "Told me a thing or two about Sampson." "What sort of thing?" "Purge is coming." "Sampson's been talking about it with other members of the Executive Committee." "Lesley's an admin officer for a department that listens in to everything." "I'm on the Executive Committee." "I've heard nothing about any purge." "Yeah, I wonder why." "Introduce me to your cousin, then." "You're joking, aren't you?" "She'd run a mile from somebody like you." "Another sleepless night for Herr Sampson." "The neighbours won't be best pleased either." "Collateral damage." "Tributes have been pouring in for murdered schoolgirl, Melanie Roberts." "Her head teacher described her as a popular child..." "He cut her throat?" "This will cause chaos." "Melanie's body was discovered today in a disused garage." "Police are refusing to comment on reports circulating about the cause of her death but they have confirmed that a 37-year-old man of Afghan origin has been charged with her murder." "Appears to have been an asylum seeker who was tortured in his home country." "Was being treated for psychological illness, liked extremist websites." "Sampson's gone up to Hull to take flowers to the spot where the body was found." "Oh, that's beautiful(!" ")" "First they provoke the conditions that cause the tragedy, then shed crocodile tears over it." "We hear a lot of talk these days about rights." "Particularly the rights of asylum seekers and terrorists." "But didn't Melanie Roberts have rights?" "Didn't Melanie Roberts have the right to play outside her own home without having her throat cut?" "Now to the sneering elites, people round here are white trash, inbreds, rednecks." "Only good for creating the wealth of the country and sending their sons to fight in foreign wars." "They love asylum seekers in Islington because they make good cleaning ladies and they don't have to live next to them." "You all know that I have resigned my seat in parliament to fight again for the British Way." "And when we win, it won't be a victory for me, but for all the decent folk who mourn here today and for the memory of Melanie Roberts, murdered by a man who had no business being here in the first place." "JOURNALISTS SHOUT QUESTIONS" "Absolutely bloody lamentable, Harry." "It just complicates things a little." "I'm not sure you can keep control of this tiger that you're currently riding." "You never used to lose your nerve so easily." "The British Way haven't got anybody else with Sampson's charisma." "It would be very unfortunate if anything happened to him." "No." "We could make it a white, left-wing extremist." "Things are bad enough right now." "It would be like throwing petrol on the flames." "Short-term chaos for long-term stability?" "Let me deal with this my way." "If Sampson wins his seat it'll change everything." "They have to be seen to destroy themselves." "Everything else is going to plan." "Where's the fall?" "Dealing with Sampson in the way you suggest is not an option." "I'm sorry?" "If I float an idea, by definition it IS an option." "You're just telling me you think it's a bad one." "I'm telling you it's not the best one." "OK." "But mess this up and you're on your own." "Could I have that in writing?" "There have been further violent clashes in response to the death of Melanie Roberts." "News is coming in from Cardiff of an Iraqi man who has been beaten to death by a furious crowd." "The victim, who'd been tortured in the jails of Saddam Hussein, was married with children..." "Tell that to the family of Melanie Roberts." "The police expressed concern at the cycle of revenge attacks and are asking for calm." "You're watching Sky News..." "Let's go." "Where to?" "Come on." "We're not missing out on this." "We're going hunting." "Thought we were avoiding violence during the election." "We got a surprise pass for the weekend." "What you doing?" "What?" "Boss, he's trying to use his mobile." "So?" "Thought you might like a photo for a souvenir." "Shut up, Brian." "Let me do it." "What?" "Let me." "No, another time." "Come on, for all those years I spent inside." "No." "Wait!" "They killed one of our kids." "Let's do one of theirs." "What, you haven't got the bottle?" "Have you?" "Come on, hurry up, we're exposed here." "Shit!" "What did you do that for?" "What?" "You moved." "No, I never." "Give me another bolt!" "Never mind." "You winged the guy." "Forget the kid, let's move it." "And you introduce me to that cousin of yours, or so help me I'll go and find her myself." "I think, given the choice, most people would prefer a crossbow bolt in the leg to their head." "But couldn't you..." "Missed them altogether?" "I saved his life." "If my cover gets blown now we lose this op and people will die." "OK, what do you want me to do?" "It's time for the cousin." "She can be so outraged by the death of the child that she's decided to come forward." "Fiona must bait the trap now." "Their donation's secure. £500, 000." "Excellent." "There is a condition." "Which is?" "Several of us want Moran and his men out of the party." "Too many negative associations." "Yes, but Moran is part of the old guard, he commands huge support." "Very difficult to remove." "Some MPs are still undecided." "Make Perry your number two." "Well... give me time." "Might be better to do it after the election." "We can't alienate the rank and file when there's canvassing to be done." "Well, he has a point." "Moran's men may be a bunch of inbreds but somebody has to slog around those god-awful council estates." "But you can give me your word that after the by-election you'll expel Moran and his supporters and make Perry your deputy?" "It's a done deal." "We have to admit that it is impeccable timing." "What is?" "Well, asylum seeker murders photogenic little white girl..." "Come on, don't tell me you didn't raise a small cheer inside." "Let's take a look at the latest polls, shall we?" "Nice here." "Well, nowhere's safe." "Just look at that poor little girl." "But Cheltenham's not like London." "Don't get your handbag stolen by drug addicts." "You mean niggers." "I don't like that kind of language." "If you're going to talk like that I'm not speaking to you any more." "Lesley..." "No, Luke," "I've said this to you before." "Not all coloured people are bad." "Then what are you doing here?" "I thought you agreed with us." "I support the British Way because we're only a little island and we can't take any more immigrants." "I'm not a racialist though and I, I don't like bad language." "Oh, Les, we've come all this way." "Your mum was really pleased." "And look, I got some photos of when we done a barbecue." "Look." "Henry and Gavin arguing over the barbeque as usual!" "Luke says that you work for the Government?" "That they passed you over for promotion in favour of a..." "I just want what's fair, that's all." "That Asian girl had only worked there a few months." "I've been there 15 years, not a day off sick." "Well, once, when I'd got back from Minorca and I'd eaten a big paella the night before getting on the plane." "Sick!" "I should have had the bloody omelette." "My husband John had the omelette and he was fine." "Tell him what you've been working on, Les." "OK, well... my section has been tasked..." "That's what we call it in my line of work...to monitor certain organisations." "The British Way is one of them." "Now we listen to traffic, speaking all technical again!" "Erm, not like cars and stuff but, erm, exchanges of information between people." "Phone calls, e-mails..." "They've been listening to Sampson." "So?" "These..." "Erm, these, these are transcripts of his conversations with an MP called Peregrine Howell-Davis and some lobbyist." "Transcripts?" "And I have a tape." "I don't know, Luke." "I..." "This could get me the sack." "You can trust Keith." "You have to get rid of it afterwards." "It's fine, I'll look after it." "Come on, let's get going." "I don't want to get her into trouble." "Don't forget your photos." "TAPE:" "Their donation's secure, £500, 000." "Excellent." "There is a condition." "Which is?" "Several of us want Moran and his men out of the party." "Too many negative associations." "Moran is part of the old guard and commands huge support, very difficult to remove." "Some MPs are still undecided." "Make Perry your number two." "Well, give me time." "It would be better to do it after the election." "We can't alienate the rank and file when there's canvassing to do." "Well, he has a point." "Moran's men may be a bunch of inbreds but somebody has to slog around those god-awful council estates." "But you can give me your word that after the by-election you will expel Moran and his supporters and make Perry your deputy?" "It's a done deal." "It's always the same, isn't it?" "What is?" "My granddad was injured at the Battle of Ypres." "Dad died of asbestosis." "We're just nothing really, are we?" "White trash, bunch of inbreds for everybody to laugh at." "We can take the party back from him." "You'll be our leader." "We don't need some MP taking cheques from big businesses to sell us out." "Let's see how Sampson copes without a shower on his big day." "Harry." "Sampson's holding a press conference today and if what I'm hearing is correct, you'd better be right on top of your game or there'll be consequences." "Fiona, we ready?" "The tanks are rolling." "Did you have a shower this morning?" "No bloody water in my house." "That car alarm again, if I find the owner..." "Where's Perry?" "He'll be along shortly with the rest." "You nervous?" "Nervous!" "No, no, no." "I'll tell you what is amazing." "When people write the history books, this day will go down as a turning point in British politics and we were here, you and I." "Excited." "Good." "Use the adrenaline." "Oh, yeah." "MOBILE RINGS" "Oh..." "Perry." "Great." "OK, thanks." "Yeah, so what's, what's going on?" "Perry's assembling the MPs." "They'll file in one by one for maximum effect." "OK." "Neil's wearing an astonishing tie, apparently." "Well, that's Neil for you." "He'd make a very good spokesperson." "Camera-friendly." "We'll see." "You have been fantastic." "Hear that?" "What?" "Tiny tremors." "The political landscape is shifting." "Let's go." "Good morning!" "Morning." "Good morning." "Now, we are, at present, at the beginning of a new era." "And I'd like to dedicate this moment to the memory of Melanie Roberts." "And so, joining me on stage is Peregrine Howell-Davis, my campaign manager." "Bringing with him ten new British Way MPs." "Mr Sampson, where are your fellow MPs?" "Are they not prepared to support burning people out of their houses?" "REPORTERS SHOUT QUESTIONS" "Woah, woah, woah!" "No pictures!" "Please just wait!" "Please, please just wait!" "I said no pictures." "Will you stop taking..." "No, stop it!" "I'm afraid that William Sampson is a delusional and dangerous megalomaniac who exploits violence for his own ends and who has made a number of despicable off-the-record remarks about the poor child murdered in Hull, which do not bear repeating." "There was never any question that either myself or my colleagues would join him." "Frankly, the man is a liar and unfit to hold a seat in parliament." "Stage one's complete." "Well, I, I can't really say any more at this stage until I consult with my colleagues." "I'm not making any comments about the events in Westminster this morning." "My real colleagues are those on the Executive Committee of the party and I look forward to their full support and a victory for common-sense and decency in North Dale Valley." "Is it decent for you to attack disabled children in your election campaign?" "I haven't seen the leaflet but those responsible will be disciplined." "We can go on to win this by-election without those cowards and traitors who promised me their support." "But now more than ever, we need..." "The only coward and traitor in this room is you." "Expel me?" "Expel me?" "!" "Expel me, you bastard?" "I'll break your neck!" "You are insane." "We're taking the party back for its members." "I heard what you've been saying about me." "Liar!" "You lying bastard!" "MOBILE RINGS" "HE SIGHS" "Yeah?" "Mr Sampson, this is the establishment calling." "How do you feel now that we've introduced a little colour to your life?" "More problems for William Sampson today, as violence broke out at a British Way meeting." "Police broke up the warring factions as opinion polls showed a dramatic slump in support for the far-right organisation, which has been riven with internal divisions." "A textbook operation." "Squeezed at every level, the party split right down the middle." "Well done." "Polls are showing a drop in support for Sampson." "What's the latest from Adam?" "He's helping get the Real British Way started and ensuring it's filled with nutters and informers." "Ruth, I want you to visit Isis again with some more GCHQ files and help him out." "I don't have to see Moran this time?" "Probably not, but if necessary I'm sure you could carry it off as well as last time." "What news from Westminster?" "Howell-Davis has been promoted to the shadow cabinet." "Nice to see men of principle rewarded( !" ")" "He's dropping hints about the Honours list." "Not in my lifetime." "You tell him his only honour comes from serving his country." "MOBILE RINGS" "What do you want?" "We have to talk." "Look I'm coming up so arrange somewhere discreet for us to meet." "Look don't be such a bloody fool, man." "MI5 have been playing us off against each other and we've walked into every trap they've set for us." "You've got balls, I'll give you that." "I could hunt you down, bury you in that copse over there and nobody would be the wiser." "I want to rebuild things." "Rebuild things?" "Now, you say that you heard things on tape, that must have been a set-up." "Don't you lie to me!" "They said you were racist scum we should get rid of." "Now has anybody appeared suddenly telling you bad things about me?" "We should stay together." "Let's put the party back on the road." "Stay together?" "With you?" "No, what's done is done." "The party will never be safe with men like you." "But if what you're saying is true, somebody's gonna pay." "DOORBELL RINGS" "Ah, yes?" "We've come on behalf of your nephew, Luke Chivers." "Oh, yes." "Is anything the matter?" "Everything's fine." "Can, er, we come in?" "Certainly." "What can I do for you young men?" "Luke was wondering if he could, er, have a Twix for his next birthday." "Would you like tea?" "Umm, three sugars please." "Who's Luke Chivers?" "Adam, it's Ruth." "I'm outside the Isis safe house but there's no answer and the door's ajar." "Are there tulips in the window?" "Yes." "OK, wait for me, I'll be there in ten minutes." "Why have they let us go?" "They haven't let us go." "Then why..." "Adam?" "Quick, run!" "Go on, run, I've got all day and I know this place like the back of my hand." "We're trapped here." "Adam, he's going to kill us." "He wants me more than you, get out." "I can't leave you." "I'll hold him up." "Go!" "Go." "You're losing your touch." "You got time to reload?" "Bye-bye, traitor." "I can offer you a deal." "I'm not like you, I have beliefs." "I don't do deals." "I've given my life to this party, for my people." "Your people?" "Yes, my people." "Every soldier in a foreign graveyard, every worker whose job's been taken by a foreigner, every man or woman who loves the country that shits on them over and over again." "A crossbow bolt would be preferable to a lecture on patriotism from a murderer like you." "Then I am happy to oblige." "Shall I hit him again, Adam?" "Only if you want to." "You're front-page news." "Cheer up, that'll definitely have just lost Sampson his deposit." "I've given my life for this movement." "Yes, you have." "But how hard did we have to push to make Sampson offer you up?" "Doesn't that make you wonder about the movement?" "I'm not like Sampson and I'm not a traitor like you." "No, you're not." "There's always a reckoning, though." "What?" "You're like the SS officer who treats his own children with love and then smacks the legs of Jewish kids with the truncheon as he herds them onto cattle trucks." "I look after my own." "I'll tell that to the grandchildren of my colleague that you drowned." "I have no idea what you're talking about." "You can't pin that on me." "You'd have to give evidence, reveal that she was a spy." "You're right." "But you did mention the body of an infiltrator." "The police are there now, they'll probably want DNA samples from you when we're finished." "Pretty straightforward murder case, I would have thought." "Under police escort, the first families are beginning to return to the very homes they were driven from earlier this month." "But it might yet take some time for the wounds of that violent evening to heal." "It'll help that the British Way don't have an MP." "There are concerns now about the disillusionment from the electorate towards politicians." "The way this election has been fought has now raised serious questions about the political landscape of contemporary Britain." "Yes, Sampson losing his deposit really was very satisfactory." "Still..." "What?" "The turnout was very low and a pantomime horse did better than some of the main candidates." "It doesn't make people fascists to want decent housing for their children." "Ignore their concerns and people like Sampson won't be away for very long." "Glad to have you back." "He'll come." "For what purpose?" "To lead a major terrorist attack." "You're thinking of going after Yazdi." "Am I?" "Don't." "I don't want any trouble, do you understand?" "I can't offer you words of comfort, we both know how dangerous this is." "Get him out of there!" "Subtitled by BBC Broadcast DVB Conversion by reirei"