"We can't trust her" "Harry's told us we've got to treat her like a mole." "You seduced her, we used her." "You fired a shot to make Adam believe that Anna was dead." "It sounds like a pretty solid plan to me." "GUN FIRES" "This morning, a man whose life we saved, assured me Iran was years from full nuclear capability." "Turns out it's more like hours." "If Iran goes nuclear, Israel will escalate the stand-off and America will be forced into a pre-emptive strike." "Translated into the technical coding for a nuclear trigger, and Iran becomes a nuclear power." "That man has a trigger for a nuclear warhead in his bag!" "Stop!" "In the past few hours, hopes have been renewed for a lasting peace in the Persian Gulf after a binding trade agreement between the United States and Iran." "The BBC has learned that the ink has been put to paper on a new bilateral agreement." "Signifying the confidence of all three governments, tonight's special broadcast of Ask The Question will give a studio audience the chance to interrogate the panel, and gauge whether this deal ushers in a new dawn in Western-Iranian relations." "Steven Wright." "A press release just issued by the government states that Iran and the US have been working towards this deal behind the scenes under British Government stewardship." "'Recent reports that Iran had been developing biological weapons 'meant moves towards strong diplomatic relations 'in the shape of the Regional Charter for Stability had stumbled... '" "What time does the plane leave?" "The transit team are arriving straight after the transmission." "I hear Vancouver's pretty this time of year." "'..." "London and Washington are all seeking a new agreement on peace in the region." "'Tonight's broadcast... '" "MACHINE BEEPS" "I've got a phone in this pocket, is that all right?" "'... to debate the qualification of this agreement 'which has been heralded as a diplomatic triumph for the Government, 'in particular for the Foreign Secretary Ruth Chambers.'" "Afternoon, Julia." "'Where've you been?" "'" "I got a lead from an asset." "Red herring." "Are we on schedule?" "Here comes our hack." "'Late, of course.' Yeah." "So long as he writes the story." "I thought you were writing it for him." "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen." "'Can we just check the panel's microphones?" "'Check done." "John, camera two." "'Philip, camera one." "Hurry, please.'" "Welcome everyone, and thank you for coming at such short notice." "Could those of you asking questions please raise your hand?" "Thank you very much." "Three minutes." "I'm bringing in the guests." "Will you give our guests for this evening a very warm welcome, ladies and gentlemen." "'Wide shot on the panel, please." "Let me just see the panellists in singles.'" "How is Bakhshi looking?" "For someone announcing the most important political agreement of the decade, pretty chilled." "He'd better play ball." "OK, everyone." "Ten seconds." "That's five, four, three..." "'Roll VT.'" "THEME MUSIC PLAYS" "'Good evening, and welcome to a unique International Ask The Question." "'In 1863, Abraham Lincoln wrote," "'"Peace does not appear so distant as it did." "'"I hope it will come soon, and come to stay... '" ""and so come as to be worth the keeping in all future time."" "In the last six months, I doubt many of us thought that peace between Iran and the West was close." "Something's up with Kaplan." "What is it?" "Tonight, things are about to change." "Beside me are three people instrumental in developing this agreement." "The British Foreign Secretary, Ruth Chambers." "The British Foreign Secretary, Ruth Chambers." "APPLAUSE" "Harry." "Check out seat B3." "Special aide to the Ambassador of the United States of America, Robert Hogan..." "I'm checking the list." "Caroline Bell." "Office manager from Crawley, no political history." "And the Iranian special consul, Dariesh Bakhshi." "APPLAUSE" "This evening, an audience selected by the BBC and drawn from voters..." "Seat C, 10." "...have a unique opportunity to ask the question to our guests," "'"Is this agreement the start of a new era of collaboration'" ""between the Islamic and the western worlds?"" "Robert Styles from Birmingham." "No connection to the first woman." "Now I'm going to hand you over to the panel." "Foreign Secretary." "Thank you." "As British Foreign Secretary..." "A7." "Jason Trinder from Glasgow." "No connection with the other two." "What the hell's Kaplan playing at?" "This has been a sensitive process despite our differences..." "Malcolm, face-match them with our records." "...ensuring lasting peace between our countries." "Thank you, Mr Hogan." "Let's have the first question, please." "Jason Trinder from Glasgow." "Does Iran have a nuclear bomb?" "Harry, something's not right here." "Harry." "That man's not who he says he is." "PANICKED SCREAMS" "Don't move!" "Do not cut transmission!" "Stay on air!" "Stay on air!" "Please!" "Answer the question!" "Does Iran have a nuclear bomb?" "Do not cut transmission!" "If you cut transmission, I will shoot her." "You look pale and interesting." "I've just left an all-night session at the JIC." "And?" "The decision was unanimous." "The triggers were successfully smuggled to Iran yesterday." "Somewhere in the middle of the Persian desert, a scientist is connecting them to nuclear missiles." "For decades we've had the ultimate deterrent." "Now they have it too." "When Israel finds out, they won't see it as a deterrent so much as a declaration of war." "Which is exactly why Israel must not find out." "Are you suggesting I lie to my closest ally?" "Second closest ally." "And that's exactly what I am suggesting." "The time for aggression is over, Bob." "We have to move to appeasement." "How the hell do we do that?" "Oh, come on." "You're in early." "Yesterday I gave Iran the power to destroy the planet." "So, for some reason, I found sleep a stranger." "And then just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, we ran out of coffee filters." "I managed to find some blotting paper in Connie's desk." "Where's Harry?" "He's with Hogan, trying to find a way from stopping Iran telling the world about their new toy." "They wouldn't survive the day." "They need to do a deal." "Let's hope they realise that." "Dariush Bakhshi at the helm, I somewhat doubt it." "Is that a slight bitterness at being stitched up by his wife?" "Thanks for reminding me." "So your taste in women hasn't always been impeccable." "I don't know." "I've had my moments." "Glad to see I'm not the only one losing sleep." "How are we?" "Fine." "Just don't ask for coffee." "How was Hogan?" "We think we have something to offer Iran." "I need to speak to Bakhshi, off the record." "Arrange it for me." "He's coming towards you now." "Got him." "Oh." "Look at the memorial." "Lose the muscle." "We need to talk alone." "Thanks." "Apologies for disturbing your run, Special Consul." "You try anything foolish with me, and the consequences will be severe." "Actually we have a deal to offer you." "Why can't it wait until working hours?" "Because, by then, you might already have several Israeli cruise missiles exploding in the heart of Tehran." "You don't want that." "We made them." "That would be a grave mistake of Israel." "As it would be for your government to issue any press release about your nuclear capability." "The people who need to know, know." "So when do our presidents meet?" "You know it can't work like that." "Ashamed to be seen talking to us?" "My president wants a way out of this, but it has to be" "without 90% of his administration knowing what's going on." "There are people in the Pentagon who, if they found out what you've now got, would press the red button without a second thought." "We have to work behind the scenes." "So, what are you offering?" "The PM and the President are willing to propose a full retreat from your waters, and a cessation of military operations against you." "We'll also make Iran a primary trade partner and restore full diplomatic relations with immediate effect." "And what do you want from us?" "To denounce Hezbollah and the insurgents within Iraq." "And to keep your nuclear capability quiet." "Brave new world, Dariush." "The creation of a peace process so real that Israel and the warlords would have no option but to play ball." "They'd be international pariahs if they didn't." "And no-one will even ask about nuclear weapons." "No-one will believe it." "We say we've been working on a deal for six months, so sensitive that only the top level of governments on both sides knew anything about it." "We make it real by making it public." "But we need to make it public fast." "And how do you propose on doing that?" "Television." "Is he biting?" "They're still talking." "Do we trust him to deliver?" "Well, there's every chance some Iranian hardliner's going to want to boast about their nuclear capacity today, so we don't have much choice." "Unless you were planning on a one-man mission to Tehran by tea-time?" "Don't put it past me." "We put out a one-hour BBC special tonight announcing the seeds of a unique peace agreement, and a possible process for the signing of the deal." "Who's on the programme?" "A high-level American government official, a senior British Cabinet minister..." "And?" "And you." "Whatever has passed between us, Dariush, none of us want to go down in history as men who caused world war." "You're holding all the aces." "The question is, how are you gonna play it?" "Put the guns down!" "Please, don't shoot her." "Shut up!" "Hands on heads!" "Do not cut transmission or we shoot!" "THEY SPEAK IN DIFFERENT LANGUAGES" "'We're hearing reports of an armed siege right here at the BBC." "'In the studio for Ask The Question, two men and a woman, 'all armed with hand guns... '" "VOICE ON WALKIE-TALKIE:" "'Hold your positions.'" "Keep filming!" "Point the camera towards me!" "I want the bodyguards to leave!" "Leave, or I pull the trigger!" "We have to send the bodyguards out." "I will not give in to terrorist intimidation!" "I will not see a member of the British public killed for my sake!" "Adam, if that lunatic kills a woman on live TV, it will destroy the entire agreement." "You have to get Bakhshi to calm down." "'I order my detail to leave.'" "Who are they?" "Why are they doing this?" "I'll order my men to leave if you let some of these people go." "You don't need them all." "You're not the one in charge here!" "Nonetheless, that is my offer." "This section only, stand!" "Hands on heads!" "To the door, go!" "Hands on heads." "Out the door, go!" "Keep your hands on your heads." "Go!" "Move!" "Can you let that woman go, please, she's old?" "Shut up and get out!" "That's pathetic." "For that, you can replace her." "Keep moving, come on, quickly." "Come on!" "Move!" "Now get your men out of here!" "And yours too!" "Please, Special Consul." "No." "I'll give you three seconds, and then she dies." "No!" "Three!" "Two!" "Adam, stop him!" "Please." "Don't shoot her." "Now!" "Or they both die!" "WOMAN SOBS" "All right." "And you!" "Tell them to lock the door!" "Lock the door, please." "HEAVY DOOR ENGAGES" "Now we can begin." "Connie, the BBC website's close to collapsing." "Sit on your seats." "Quickly!" "Cameras on me." "Read this." "Camera on him." ""Tonight's Ask The Question tackles the question of whether" ""Islamic power is taking over the planet," ""and to what extent western governments are timidly letting it happen." ""It also asks what lies behind today's apparently historic agreement." ""Is there more than meets the eye?"" "Ask him the first question." ""Special Consul Bakhshi, how far progressed" ""is Iran's uranium enrichment programme?"" "Camera on him." "And tell the truth." "We have begun a uranium enrichment programme." "And have you completed it?" "Enough to run a nuclear power station, yes." "And enough to power a nuclear missile?" "To power a nuclear missile requires an infinitely more refined uranium." "And do you have that?" "No." "Next question." "The Director-General of the BBC has agreed to the transmission." "Apparently keen to "sex-up a tired format"." "The PM wants the Foreign Secretary to represent Britain." "I'm briefing her at midday." "And the Americans?" "Bob Hogan's sending the only person in the world he really trusts." "Himself." "Any news on Bakhshi?" "We've heard nothing." "It's been nearly three hours, you know." "Yes, thanks to the excellence of my grammar school education, I am able to tell the time myself." "We'll go ahead as if he's agreed." "Connie, we need to vet a small studio audience." "No political affiliations." "70% white, 20% Muslim, 10% the rest." "Shia or Sunni Muslim?" "Pacifist Sunni poets, preferably." "The politicians will have their own bodyguards." "Ros and I will be in the audience." "Hopefully my presence will encourage Bakhshi to stick to the script." "I want complete control." "I want you to be able to cut the studio feed from here." "BBC will love that." "Don't tell them." "What about press?" "I'm meeting with Ben Kaplan in one hour." "Let's keep this to ourselves." "I don't want anyone outside these four walls to know what's going on." "Well, that was a text I didn't expect." "Is it business or pleasure?" "The answer's right behind you." "Morning." "SHE VOMITS" "You're asking me to take part in a piece of shameless government propaganda." "I'm offering you the inside story of the year, mate." "Why me?" "I need some honest reporting untinged by modern cynicism." "You need a pro-Iranian piece to please the mullahs." "We want them to get the credit they deserve." "I'm disgusted by this attempt to compromise my journalistic integrity." "You'll find a way to live with it." "I want something in return." "What's this?" "Just something I've been working on." "Why?" "D'you know her?" "No, but I can ask around." "You said no, I suppose?" "Very funny." "What you doing after?" "Post-op debrief." "And after that?" "Thank you." "My government is ready to listen to your proposal." "There is, however, a condition." "There are currently, as you know, six permanent members of the United Nations Security Council." "We would like there to be a seventh." "You got to be kidding me." "You seriously think I'd get that through?" "It is a necessary sign of faith in us." "It is impossible!" "It's cloud-cuckoo-land!" "Bob." "Forget it, Harry." "We're wasting our time here." "This broadcast is not gonna happen." "MOBILE PHONE RINGS" "'Where do you want to meet?" "'" "For one so concerned about our association, you're increasingly lax in your methods of contact." "I don't have time for protocol." "Thanks to you, Iran's now fully nuclear." "Thanks to us?" "Don't belittle your own role in the success." "It'll only be a success if the endgame's played out correctly." "Is that why you're here?" "The US is offering an olive branch." "They know what they're dealing with and they're scared." "They'll offer Iran a place at the top table if they keep their mouths shut." "America has returned to the negotiating table?" "It's not a negotiation now, it's a direct deal." "They've capitulated, just as Yalta wanted." "So we just need Tehran to accept the offer?" "Which may not be easy." "Bakhshi's asking for too much." "Then use what else you have on him." "Isn't there a reason he might play ball, sitting in a safe house somewhere in London right now?" "Ros." "Do you recognise her?" "No." "Why?" "It's just something that Kaplan's working on." "I'll give it to Connie." "She can run it through the system." "OK." "Ros." "How long are you going to keep me here?" "I want to talk to my family." "Answer me." "Answer me!" "Have you thought about what to do with Ana?" "Leaving it until after I've averted global catastrophe." "Why?" "I thought we could kill two birds with one stone." "Encourage Bakhshi to play ball." "Deal with the Ana problem forever." "Offer her as a reward?" "Give her a new life, far away from here which only Bakhshi would know about." "Tehran and Adam would think she was dead." "She stays safe and in Bakhshi's reach." "Could just be the carrot we need." "You enjoy casting yourself in the role of victim, don't you?" "You do realise you could get 15 years for what you did." "Do you think I wanted to kill Adam?" "I have no idea what you wanted." "My husband is a jealous man." "He lost his mind when he found out about us." "He threatened to expose me and hand me over to Iranian intelligence." "Do you know what they do to adulteresses in Tehran?" "To Western whores?" "And that was justification to poison your lover?" "What do you care about it anyway?" "Or maybe you're jealous too?" "Can I get you anything?" "Yes... but you have to go out." "You're kidding." "Special Consul, we have to find a way round this." "Mr Pearce, please don't waste my time." "I have already told you my terms." "What if I were to make you another offer?" "What?" "There's a plane leaving tonight for Vancouver." "Your wife could be on it with a new identity." "And later, in a different world, in a more peaceful world, who knows?" "You could even be with her." "I can make that happen with one phone call." "But only if tonight's television programme goes ahead." "Only if you make that happen." "Do another test." "It's not wrong." "I know." "Do you know whose it is?" "My husband's." "He wants a child so much." "Let's keep it to ourselves..." "MOBILE RINGS ...until everything is sorted out." "OK?" "Harry?" "Vancouver." "Tonight." "What is it?" "You ever been to Canada?" "Ana's flight to Canada." "It leaves at what time?" "Assuming the broadcast goes ahead, ten o'clock." "And you will keep Adam Carter out of the way?" "He'll be with you in the studio." "I'm sure you'll enjoy his company." "If Tehran knows she's alive and in your hands...?" "Only a handful of people in my unit have any idea of her whereabouts." "Even Adam thinks she's dead." "Please, Harry." "Make sure she gets that plane." "Bakhshi has agreed." "We have a green light." "Issue the press release." "This is the BBC's list of audience, we've vetted all of them." "I've created legends." "Adam, you're Stephen Wright, ex-soldier." "Lifelong Tory voter." "Where's Ros?" "I've no idea." "Who can I tell?" "No-one." "My mother?" "My sister?" "Think of the benefits." "A new life." "A new start." "And with a chance that one day your husband can come back to you and your child." "KNOCK AT DOOR" "Where are you going?" "To make sure your husband keeps his side of the bargain." "Good luck." "'She's ready to go.'" "No hitches?" "She's pregnant." "Good God." "Adam must not find out." "Let's get her out of there, and quickly." "Yep." "I'm here to make sure the transit happens smoothly." "Have you packed?" "Not exactly the luggage of a diplomat's wife." "'A studio audience the chance to interrogate the panel, 'and gauge whether this deal ushers in a new dawn in Western-Iranian relations... '" "What time does the plane leave?" "The transit team are arriving straight after the transmission." "I hear Vancouver is pretty this time of year." "Next question." ""Foreign Secretary..." ""How long have the talks with Iran been going on?"" "Just over six months." "Is that right?" "Think very carefully." "Yes." "And you were at those talks, were you?" "'Some of them, yes." "And where were they?" "'Mostly in the Balearic Islands but also here in London.'" "Harry, he knows something." "Next question. "Mr Hogan..." ""What has America agreed to?"" "In principle, the US is prepared to offer Iran a withdrawal from the Gulf region." "That is correct." "I didn't ask you!" "Why has America suddenly agreed to make peace with Iran?" "The United States has always wanted peace in the region." "The Iranians are now able to give us the assurances we need concerning terrorism, Hezbollah..." "You're lying!" "Tell them the real reason." "Why are they doing deals with you?" "How far down the uranium enrichment process are you?" "As I said, we have an extended uranium-enrichment programme." "And what does a bomb with sufficiently enriched uranium require for it to be detonated?" "I don't understand the question." "What else do you need apart from uranium?" "I am not a scientist." "You need triggers, don't you?" "Maybe, yes." "And do you have those?" "He knows." "Cut transmission." "If you cut transmission, he'll kill someone." "We'll have British blood on our hands." "'Harry, cut transmission!" "'What happened two days ago?" "'" "What's going on?" "They've cut the broadcast." "Why are the great superpowers of the world bowing to your every whim?" "Why?" "MOBILE RINGS" "What?" "They've cut the feed!" "Call them and tell them to put it back on." "One minute, or I kill someone." "I don't have a phone." "He could use mine." "Hello." "This is Ml5." "Please talk to me 'as though I were Head of Technical Services.'" "They want the feed restored." "You have one minute or they say they'll kill someone." "Tell them we're working on it but we need longer." "They say they need longer." "What did you mean, they lied to us?" "Quiet!" "He received a call." "Someone told him the feed was cut." "They've got somebody on the outside." "Find who." "They came in under false names." "Their real names are Paul Mills, Sharon Carson and Carl Reid." "They were members of the BNP, but left to form a splinter group, Whites Against Islam." "Their false identities were given complete security clearance by our services." "Meaning?" "Well, someone from the security services must have helped them." "Do you recognise her?" "SHE WHISPERS:" "Harry." "The security on the door." "I recognised him from somewhere." "Who was talking?" "Was somebody on the phone?" "Search them!" "Everybody stand!" "Take out your phones!" "I have security on CCTV." "I know him, his name's John Richardson." "Ml5." "Unit Vectra." "He's one of us." "What's he doing with BBC security?" "!" "Tracking him on all available CCTV." "I'm bringing up his file." "What's in that pocket?" "Empty your pockets!" "All phones in the bags." "Empty them." "Take the veil off." "Please." " You've got no right...!" " Quiet." "I said take it off!" "Give me that phone, it must go in the bag." "Put all your phones in the bag now." "Everyone back in their seats." "I've lost contact with Adam and Ros." "The cameramen and the director's gallery?" "Closed circuit, we weren't anticipating this." "MOBILE PHONE BLEEPS" "Oh, my God." "What?" "What?" "What?" "!" "It's OK." "'Jo?" "' Harry." "Kaplan just texted." "'He's still in the studio.' Ask if Adam knows he's there." "Doing it now." "What's going on?" "It's OK." "Call them." "Tell them they've got one more minute." "PHONE RINGS" "'You have one more minute.' You need to delay." "Would you please tell us what all this is about?" "Yesterday, this man smuggled nuclear triggers out of London." "Iran is now capable of launching a nuclear attack on the West." "You expect any of us to believe that?" "Well, as a key agent of the CIA, Bob, I expect you to." "You tried to stop it..." "and you failed." "Richardson left Television Centre and turned up Wood Lane to a row of terraced houses." "I'm getting the studio recon van over there now." "Where is he?" "In the last three years, Richardson's been deep undercover." "Doing what?" "Nothing on file." "No-one's seen him for three years." "How the hell did he know about tonight?" "PHONE RINGS" "PHONE RINGS Jo?" "Harry, he's texted back." "'Ros and Adam have no idea he's in the studio with them.'" "Tell him to make contact with them now." "Think." "Where have you seen the guy from security before?" "I can't remember." "Where is he?" "Got him." "He's in a ground floor flat." "Malcolm, we need to restore the TV feed to that flat only." "15 seconds." "We can transmit a direct satellite signal to the recon van, cable it to the box outside the flat." "And we can also send a high frequency satellite signal here so we can see what's going on." "How long do you need?" "Two minutes." "He won't give us two minutes." "Time's up." "Is it broadcasting?" "OK, call me if that changes." "It's still not on." "They're working on it." "You just flick a switch!" "I'll call again!" "Please give them more time." "No." "I'm going to send them a message." "PANICKED CRIES" "No, wait!" "Get out of my way!" "Listen, mate, I'm ex-army." "I know these people are born liars, but you do that, you lose me and half the country who agree with you!" "Well, then you call them and you tell them to put that feed right back on!" "Hello, this is Stephen Wright." "Hello, Adam. 'He's going to shoot a member of the audience." "'A Muslim.' I'm creating a false feed to his accomplice." "Well, what he's..." "Stop pissing us around and flick the switch." "Flick the switch!" "Do it now!" "Hello." "This is the Head of Technical Services." "I'm afraid when an emergency cut in transmission occurs, there are several security procedures that need to be cleared." "We need a little more time." "Bollocks!" "I'm gonna kill this man!" "Get out of my way, soldier, or I'll put a bullet in you too." "Would you do that to one of your own?" "Out of my way!" "You've got ten seconds to get that feed back on." "Ten... nine... eight... seven... six... five... four... three... two... one..." "We've done it!" "I don't believe you." "We have." "Connection restored." "MOBILE RINGS" "Yeah?" "You sure?" "Stick that camera on me!" "Can you see me now?" "OK." "Just in time." "Get him in here, now." "Armed police!" "Don't move!" "'Suspect detained and in transit.'" "Well, what we know is three armed people stormed the studio, seemingly intent on disrupting the agreement..." "Two men and a woman held guns to the heads of the studio audience and demanded that the transmission should not be cut." "How long do you think that will take?" "Right." "Same security guard." "'... or an anti-Islamic group." "The British and American representatives... '" "Find out if they are OK." "Trust us." "Do you have any idea what my husband must have risked to appear on this programme?" "And you can't even guarantee his safety!" "Ana, we're doing the best we can." "Like you always do." "'There are fears for the safety of the hostages 'but we really don't know 'what's going on in that studio at the moment.'" "'Camera on the Iranian Special Consul." "'And this time, the truth.'" "How developed is your nuclear programme?" "Our programme is fully developed." "Enough for a nuclear weapon?" "Yes." "And the triggers?" "We smuggled them out of Britain yesterday." "And that's why the Americans came to you with this agreement?" "Yes." "So, this whole deal has been a sham?" "It appears you've achieved what you wanted." "World war, probably." "Three years ago you disappeared off the intelligence radar." "Where have you been?" "Come on, John." "You've won." "The whole world is watching this." "At least fill me in." "There's a secret organisation called Yalta." "I've never heard of them." "They've embedded themselves right across European intelligence." "They want Iran to be a global nuclear power, a bulwark against America." "It's liberalism gone crazy." "The kind of insane mindset that thinks" "McDonalds is as great a human rights violator as Osama Bin Laden." "Three years ago I infiltrated Yalta." "I thought it was a dead lead." "Nothing happening." "But recently they've woken up." "They've got someone on the inside of the security services who knows everything you're doing." "They're pushing this bogus peace deal, pushing Iran to the top table." "They had to be stopped." "This was the only way." "I don't trust anyone, Pearce." "Not newspaper editors, not politicians, not intelligence officials." "You could all be Yalta." "But I do trust Paul Mills and his crazy racist gang of thugs." "I trust the British people." "And I trust what I see with my own eyes." "'He intends this siege to continue." "'This is of course, now a crisis situation... '... to see how the situation will develop... '" "What is Yalta?" "Answer the question!" "Yalta is a secret organisation." "And they've got sources right inside the British intelligence services, haven't they?" "And high up, from what I understand." "What is all this about?" "Keep your mouth shut!" "Harry, look at this." "Malcolm, can you zoom in?" "LX?" "Lighting rig?" "Are there ladders up to the lighting rig?" "There's a ladder on the east wall." "Text him!" "MOBILE VIBRATES" "MOBILE BEEPS" "What does he say? "I'm a journalist, not a sodding action hero."" "We've got enough of those, give me that." "What have Yalta helped you do?" "Strategic political assistance, nothing more." "Such as... helping you threaten to poison London's water supply?" "The truth, Bakhshi." "Yes." "You're Islamic terrorists." "We are a democratically elected body!" "You intend to bring sharia law to the west." "The Quran insists upon jihad against all non-believers." "The Quran was written in precise time in history in reaction to terrible oppression." "You intend to take over the planet!" "Do you seriously expect us to trust these lunatics with a nuclear weapon?" "We won't stand by and let you sign away all our power, all our control to these freaks." "This man is a murderer." "Put the camera on him." "You have admitted to conspiring to kill millions of British people." "Now our Government may not care about that." "But I do." "I am here on behalf of the British people to bring you to justice." "What does he mean by that?" "Oh, for God's sake." "No, please." "Let's talk about this." "The talking is over." "This is justice the only way these people understand." "Please." "I am a Sunni Iraqi, I am no friend of Iran." "But this is crazy what you're doing." "Crazy?" "You." "Tell me one thing." "What we've been saying, does it sound like the truth to you?" "You see?" "You have no friends here." "So why don't you sit down!" "MOBILE BEEPS" "Kaplan's on the rig." "Come on, Adam!" "What do you want him to do?" "If you kill him, this makes us no better than them." "Please stop!" "I'm just taking a leaf out of the Al-Quaeda textbook." "He's not even Arab." "He's Iranian for Christ's sake, what the hell has he got to do with Al-Quaeda?" "'It's all connected." "It is NOT connected!" "'" "He wants you to drop the lights." "It's an auto-drop system." "But I don't know if they're in the right position." "Text him." "Fast!" "MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES" "METAL CLANGS" "What was that?" "Let's get on with it." "Please." "Don't do this." "On behalf" "You're not my government." "Someone stop him!" "Why should we stop him?" "You've lied to us." "Our government has lied to us." "This man is scum!" "Go on." "Roll him over." "Roll him over!" "Oh, don't be so stupid!" "You can't talk to people like that." "It's disrespectful." "This is meant to be a great country." "Sit down and shut up!" "Nobody gives a shit!" "Sit down!" "No, wait, listen, wait, wait, right?" "I'm on your side here." "We've been completely set up by our government." "By you, you." "You've treated us with utter contempt." "That is no excuse to revert to mob rule." "We fight their wars for them." "We have immigrants taking our jobs." "We have a right to know!" "It's time we taught them not to ignore the British public." "Adam." "When can we drop it?" "'Special Consul... '" "On behalf of the British nation, I send your government a message that the period of appeasement is over." "We also can declare a holy war." "Now!" "Now!" "Uhhh!" "PANICKED SCREAMS" "Ugh!" "Oh!" "Ml5." "Kill him, I kill you!" "What difference does it make?" "Put the gun down." "We can do a deal." "It's too late." "The whole world knows the truth." "I don't think so." "The ratings for the broadcast weren't quite as high as you might have hoped." "What do you mean?" "We didn't reinstate the feed." "So, whatever you do, we'll cover it up." "No-one will ever know." "You've lost, Paul." "Then at least he can lose too." "GUN FIRES" "It's all right." "GUN FIRES" "He's been shot in the stomach." "We don't know if he'll live." "The transit team are on their way." "Don't tell her anything." "OK." "My husband?" "He's fine." "Oh, thank you." "Oh, thank you, thank you!" "OK... now the transit team will be here in 20 minutes." "OK." "We're getting no word at all from police 'or intelligence services as to when it might end.'" "The latest is that the siege is still continuing." "'We have no word... '" "Last year I was doing a story on racism in south-east London." "I followed Paul Mills and his mates for eight months." "This one guy..." "We should talk about your article." "The moving account of how 15 innocent people prevented white extremists derailing a peace agreement, and your own heroic role." "You can't possibly be expecting me to sit on this story." "Unless you're intent on unleashing WW3, then yes, I do." "Well, thank you for your advice," "I'll think about it." "It's not advice, Ben." "Come with me." "By the way, here's your photo back." "It drew a blank, I'm afraid." "That's the guy I was talking about." "The friend of Mills." "You know the woman?" "Nothing came up." "Sorry." "Follow me." "Now what's going on?" "Debriefing." "Good evening." "Good evening, everyone." "I'd like to thank you on behalf of the British Government for your bravery throughout this terrible ordeal." "The world outside does not yet know that the siege has ended." "And it cannot know until we have agreed what happened here tonight." "I have a job offer for you." "As of this moment, you are all invited to become employees of Her Majesty's Intelligence Service." "You will return to your normal lives, but will remain in our employ until the day you die." "You will experience huge pressure to tell what you know." "But no-one must know what was said in here tonight." "On the back of the paperwork there is a copy of the Official Secrets Act." "No-one leaves until both the terms of the contract and the Secrets Act have been agreed to." "We are in no rush." "But there can be no refusals." "We're all spies now." "Andy, I'm just getting unofficial reports that the siege may be over." "The police are expected to hold a press conference within the next few minutes." "I realise things didn't turn out as planned." "Not exactly." "No story, nothing on the photo, and - thank you - now I'm a spy." "What photo?" "Richardson and one of his contacts." "Can I take a look?" "Sure." "Do you know her?" "No." "When I was following Mills and his clan, they made regular contact with this thug and he led me to her." "But I can't get a thing on her." "Can I keep this?" "Yeah." "Thank you." "A gun to the head of an Iranian diplomat, live on British television." "It's being beamed around the world as we speak." "We'll be lucky to salvage any kind of peace after this." "How did Mills know about the broadcast?" "John Richardson infiltrated Yalta three years ago." "How did Yalta know?" "Richardson says Yalta had someone inside Ml5." "How is she?" "How is Ana?" "She'll be fine." "Adam." "Before you came to the studio... where were you?" "You lied to me." "You were out of control." "Where is she?" "You could not be relied upon." "Where is she?" "!" "She's safe." "Safe?" "Yalta infiltrated the security services." "How do you know she's safe?" "Only myself and key members of my team have any idea of her whereabouts." "Have no idea who she is." "Isn't there a reason he might play ball in a safe house somewhere in London?" "If Tehran want her dead, they won't be able to find her." "The transit's on its way." "Within the hour, and I forbid either of you from getting involved." "She's at 26, Fournier Street." "I'm coming with you." "Why does it say the siege is not over?" "It's just protocol." "Don't worry about it." "MOBILE RINGS" "Ros?" "Is everything OK down there?" "'Fine, transit team are on their way.' We're coming over." "Why?" "'Back-up." "Anything strange, call me.'" "The car's here." "Perfect." "CAR HORN BEEPS" "Have you any idea what they'll do to her?" "A female adulterer with a western spy?" "Maybe they don't know where she is." "They've known everything about us." "So what makes you so sure they don't know about this?" "God, this is just ridiculous!" "MOBILE RINGS" "Did you cancel the transit team?" "No, why?" "What is it?" "Someone called to cancel." "They gave a codename." "Ros!" "What is it?" "MOBILE RINGS" "Yeah, the transit team's arrived." "'They cancelled the transit!" "'" "Get her out of there!" "Ana, wait!" "GUN FIRES" "'One of the studio guests, the Iranian Special Consul Dariush Bakhshi, 'has been shot during the siege." "'We understand he's been taken to hospital where his condition is stable." "'The effect this may have on a day when there should have been 'vital diplomatic progress between the West and Iran, is anybody's guess." "'And we can now go to a statement from the Foreign Secretary." "'Tonight's appalling events must not hold us back 'on the path to peace in the Middle East." "'Iran, the UK and the US have been working for months to create this agreement." "'We will not be put off by terrorists... '" "Why didn't you tell me?" "We didn't think we could trust you." "You, trust me?" "You were in love with her..." "I was NOT in love with her!" "Don't bullshit me." "Look." "She killed someone because of me." "I was responsible." "Didn't you take those responsibilities seriously?" "Whose idea was it to send her away?" "No idea." "Harry arranged it with the Canadians." "Oh, come on, Ros!" "I know you too well." "You arranged the whole thing." "Why?" "OK..." "I saw an opportunity to get Bakhshi onside and deal with a residual problem." "Is that what she was?" "Yeah, that's exactly what she was!" "God, she really had you wrapped round her little finger, didn't she?" "With her big, beautiful brown eyes, like a bloody deer!" "I was not in love with her!" "I did not leave you for her!" "You didn't leave me at all, this is not about us!" "Isn't it?" "What happened between us was a stupid mistake!" "When I spoke to you about it, why did I feel I was betraying you?" "I did not encourage that." "Are you sure?" "You're a spy, you can deceive yourself just like you deceive everyone else." "Yeah?" "And who are you deceiving?" "Ros." "Ana was work." "Someone safe." "If we step over the line, there is nothing to protect us." "I know." "We know too much about each other." "It's not safe." "I know." "In 24 hours, America will launch air strikes against strategic targets inside Iraq." "There's a war coming." "And the Americans are trying to kill us before we get a chance to stop it." "Ros!" "If there's any part of your life that you value, you have to kill that man." "I'm busted wide open, I need you to pull me out." "That won't be possible." "It's more than possible, it's bloody necessary." "Adam, we've got a very, very, serious problem." "For God's sake!" "If you lay a finger on me, I'll kill you." "POLICE SIRENS" "I'm sorry about your officer."