Cry for help, try and be brave, I'll shoot you in the head, understand?

[Muffled] [Gasping] Sit.

Sit down.

What do you want?

Sit.

What do you want?

♪ You lost your boy?

Dundrennan?

Is that why you aimed there, salt in the wound?

Salt in the wound?

Foreign Secretary approves arms sales, Condor Aerotech arms sales.

Huh.

Is that how you honor him?

Don't touch that.

♪ How dare you talk to me about honor?

You steal, threaten, extort.

I don't give a shit about the money.

Do you want it back, huh?

Go on.

Take it.

We didn't pay you, never intended to.

It was Condor behind our back.

♪ [Chuckles] How do you even run this fucking country?

If it isn't the money, what do you want?

I tried to tell you in your gleaming chariot by the memorial.

Your pamphlets against weapons sales, that you're a mercenary?

I took whatever work I could after.

It isn't hard for a man to lose his way.

Held in the peninsula, we were hired to train the Shirasians-- Condor artillery.

I saw the war crimes your government shrugs off... for convenience.

But you're not stupid, Sergeant.

You know how the wheels turn.

Oh, I do.

See, when I was a boy, my old man took me to the memorial, told me what it stood for-- honor, sacrifice, price of freedom.

Have you asked yourself if he'd be proud of what you're doing?

What I ask myself is what the fuck that monument is doing in Whitehall because the only sacrifice you're willing to make is honor itself.

The only freedom that matters to you lot is the free market.

All I did about it was wave a few pamphlets.

You're right to sneer.

So is my daughter.

♪ I'm sorry about what happened to her.

Sutherland happened to her... Sutherland's government.

♪ So you'll... blow up Downing Street?

♪ No.

Roddy and Finn were right.

I--I just want somebody better in it.

♪ I want Sutherland out, his resignation tomorrow morning.

his admission of guilt, of hypocrisy, of venality, of dishonor... ♪ or... Damocles comes home.

♪ [Door opens] [Exhales] [Door closes] ♪ Victoria: I appreciate everyone attending at such short notice, and it goes without saying, everything that passes within this room is strictly confidential.

I'd hate to send anyone to the firing squad.

[Laughter] I've found myself repeatedly in the COBRA room contending with one crisis after the other, and it's become increasingly clear to me that at the root of all these crises is the leadership of Robert Sutherland himself.

[Chatter] Ben: The Prime Minister's judgment has been irrational and compromised since his delinquent daughter stepped off the plane to throw in her lot with a group of ecoterrorists, and who knows how long the PM's been cavorting with his chief of staff, dysfunction at Downing Street upstairs and down.

On top of which, I'm informed he's on the brink of trashing our critical investment and strategic relationship with Shirasia.

Abetted, I might interject, by extremely poor counsel from the deputy PM, whose own judgment I can no longer support.

Ben: The very fact that we're all here, exiled from our offices, is testimony to Robert Sutherland's abdication of law and order.

The man's a busted flush, and if we fail to act, he's going to cost all of us power, so I'm calling, without delay, for a vote of no confidence.

[Clamoring and pounding] ♪ We're reviewing and enhancing all residential security... Well, that is a comfort.

but, obviously, the threat from Goddard and the Damocles weapon remains at the highest level.

He gave no indication of targets.

Only that it wouldn't be Downing Street.

And, of course, we can take this man at his word.

Well, strangely, I think we probably can.

He seemed almost pathological about honor.

Well, he's wounded and alone.

We have units continuing to go door to door.

Then find him because I will not, under any circumstances, be resigning, even with a gun to your head.

♪ Francine: They had guns, Anna.

I told you he was a spook.

Anna: Eleanor James looked into it and found nothing.

Then maybe you want to ask why she didn't look harder.

You have to bring him in before it's too late.

He had two more men under him.

How do you know it isn't already too late?

Oh, I think he got away.

About an hour after I saw him, he texted Ellie.

Saying what?

"You lying bitch.

You fucked me.

You'll pay for this"... Charming.

and she will, unless you bring Nate Stevens in and make him tell the truth about what really happened at Godley Common.

Robert: Why am I discovering that Nate Stevens was a hired spy through the efforts of a demoted shadow minister and my own daughter instead of from my head of intelligence?

I had suspicions that I was investigating, but in the absence of any tangible evidence-- Suspicions you thought better than to share with your prime minister?

I thought it necessary to tread carefully, given your personal involvement with the matter in hand.

So you doubt I'm rational.

I did not say that.

Defense of the Realm is your remit, correct?

Yes.

So who do you imagine you're defending it from, or are you defending something else altogether?

Prime Minister, I have been-- Send him in.

Good morning, Ben.

Good morning.

I'm pleased to announce your promotion.

Eleanor is stepping down, effective immediately.

She will brief you... on her way out.

Understood, Prime Minister.

[Door opens] Thank you, sir.

[Door closes] Are you going to tell me I was wrong?

I can't tell you it was right, but it has to be someone you trust and who trusts you.

Yeah.

Anna, we need to talk.

We will.

Ellie's on her way in.

Anna-- Robert... it's all right.

[Door closes] ♪ [Distant dog barks] ♪ [Grunts] ♪ Ellie: It's Polly's dad, isn't it?

He's why everyone around here's shitting it?

He's a very dangerous man.

Wouldn't you be if I'd been killed?

Of course I would.

[Exhales] Why didn't you come to me sooner, tell me about Nate?

I didn't think you'd help.

♪ Well, why?

Because it's been so long since you did what was right instead of what seemed politically advantageous.

♪ You know, um...

I'm better than you think I am.

♪ I hope so, Dad.

Robert: This is Robert Sutherland.

Dan, on phone: [Chuckles] Well, well, well.

Ellie's explained your situation, what you need, what you know.

I'm prepared to provide the former for the latter.

And I'm supposed to believe you're any more trustworthy than your daughter?

Well, I give you my word, and at this point, I don't believe you've any option but to take it.

I'm listening.

Seems like my career in public service may have come to an end after all.

Why don't I come in and, um, we can talk it over?

I was employed by Rhombus Strategic Services to infiltrate and report on the activities of the Planet Resistance protest movement.

I'd done, uh, similar work for Rhombus numerous times previously with activist groups both here and abroad.

♪ Once I'd been amongst Planet Resistance for some time, I was instructed to provoke a desire to escalate from nonviolent tactics, so my attempts to this end failed.

During the occupation at Godly Common, I was provided with a small incendiary device... that was meant to damage the boring machine... ♪ but nobody was meant to die.

They said it would just wreck the machine, like an act of reckless ecotage, just enough to smear Planet Resistance as criminals-- not activists, but guerrillas.

♪ I didn't know.

I didn't.

The client.

Who was the client?

♪ Rhombus employed you, Nathan, but who employed Rhombus?

I was never told, but who had the most to lose from Planet Resistance obstructing Ultraline and most to gain from making sure they'd never be a problem again?

♪ Ben: Dan Goddard is turning himself in, says he wants to return the weapon.

Assessment is, his injuries are likely fatal.

Armed units are responding now to the given location.

[Tires screech] ♪ Man: Check.

Formation.

Approaching target flat.

♪ [Slam] ♪ Bathroom clear.

Bedroom clear.

No sign of suspect, weapon located.

Where is he?

He said he was turning himself in.

♪ [Canister clatters] [Hissing] Get clear now!

♪ There's been an incident at Whitehall.

What?

[People shouting and coughing] ♪ Man, on radio: Disposal entering the target flat.

[Beeping] Get back!

[Explosion] Man, on radio: Mortar has fired.

Repeat, the Damocles weapon has discharged.

[Alarm buzzing] [Sirens] ♪ [Grunts] Halt!

Halt now!

On the ground!

[Clang] Drop now!

On the ground!

♪ Woman on radio: Unknown target... Man on radio: Suspect has locked himself in the memorial.

♪ The fuck is he doing?

Man, on radio: No weapons found.

What's the target?

What is it?

Mortar locked, sir.

Traveling inbound.

Incoming.

Repeat, incoming.

Get the fuck out of there now!

Run.

[Sirens] Clear the area!

Clear the area!

♪ [Projectile approaching] [Alarm buzzing] ♪ [Sirens approaching] ♪ It's confirmed-- no fatalities except Goddard.

♪ The press are expecting a statement.

What do they want me to say?

♪ "This was the action of a deranged individual "hellbent on destruction.

"His circumstances cannot be seen as any mitigation for this outrage."

♪ Anna: Robert, this was an act of terror, plain and simple, and, most importantly, we'll rebuild it.

♪ [Distant sirens] ♪ Robert: I'm going to cancel Saladin.

Can't stop Samir invading the peninsula, but I can make bloody sure we don't supply the ammunition for it.

You can take a stand of strength, but if it looks like you're giving Dan Goddard what he wanted-- It's not about what he wanted.

It's about what I want.

Last night-- We don't have to do this.

No, no, no.

You're right... about everything.

We are facing a storm on all fronts, and I am going to reap every whirlwind, but I can only do what's right if I'm in power.

We just cannot afford-- I know.

[Whispers] I know.

I love you, Anna.

I love you with every beat of my heart... but I still cannot fight without you by my side.

[Exhales shakily] You'll never have to... ♪ but this has to come first.

♪ Sir Richard, you're fully aware that I've devoted my career to the security and prosperity of our great country, and the armed forces has no more dedicated advocate than me, but the situation we now face is nothing short of a national emergency.

The Prime Minister's judgment and authority are bankrupt.

The vile attack on the remembrance monument says everything about his total loss of control.

Archie: And it's vital you're aware, Sutherland intends to abandon Saladin, to burn down our strategic relationship with King Samir's new regime.

And on his current trajectory, I see no way Sutherland will approve the defense budget increases I've been pushing for.

There's no question these are unprecedented times.

Any threats to national security must, of course, be contained.

Our thinking precisely.

The point is, the party will dither over launching a no-confidence, unless they know categorically the PM's lost confidence where it counts the most.

♪ Victoria: Particularly in light of the outrage at the memorial, I'm certain those rumors that the Prime Minister is reconsidering the UK's defense strategy and supply of arms to the Shirasian regime are baseless.

After all, it would be a demonstration of very weak leadership.

Despite the classified military files discovered online suggesting an aggressive Shirasian escalation in the peninsula?

Well, there's no shortage of disinformation, is there, and we're looking into the possibility the files are a fabrication of the Peninsula Resistance Front.

But, Minister-- This country stands steadfast with its allies, and I can assure you, the prime minister understands that is the position of his government and his party.

Minister, are you intimating the issue has potential for significant rebellion?

You've interviewed me enough to know I'm a straight talker.

I don't intimate.

Audrey: Despite Nathan Scott's insinuation, there's no evidence of engagement with Rhombus Strategic, but the internal communications from Ultraline make it clear the company knew about the risks of drilling through Godley Common.

Knew about the risks but wanted to maximize profit and avoid losing money by rerouting, so they decided to chance it.

They were already way over budget, and the next government bailout was contingent on them completing the link through Godley on schedule.

So all of the protesters against the construction-- Planet Resistance, people of Godley Common-- all along were right.

OK.

The entire Metro Ultraline--cancelled.

Whatever's already been built we convert to local links, but the plug gets pulled today.

Hand these documents over to the inquiry.

[Door closes] Archie thinks there might be some French interest in funding the Teesside project.

We divert the Ultraline budget, fill in the gap.

We have to be prepared for Ultraline to litigate.

Oh, do we?

Let them try.

[Vehicles rumbling] [Brakes creaking] ♪ [Officers shouting orders] ♪ Man: Form up!

♪ This area is under military control.

♪ What's the meaning of this?

Answer me!

I'm told they're holding a vigil.

Vigil?

I didn't clear this.

Why wasn't I informed?

None of us were.

♪ Robert: What the hell do you think you're doing?

Everything you've abjectly proven you can't-- bringing back order, the rule of law, authority.

You've lost the faith of the police, of our intelligence, and, on account of your hand-wringing over Shirasia, the military.

The time has come, Prime Minister, for a reckoning.

You are making a galactic mistake, Victoria.

No.

You, all of you, have made nothing but mistakes.

Those soldiers outside aren't just on vigil for a monument desecrated on your watch.

They're on guard for the restoration of a leadership worth the name, and they won't be going anywhere until that happens.

You are out of your fucking mind.

Oh, shut up, you sanctimonious, little puppet.

We all now know how much you like his hand up you.

I am the prime minister of this country.

Prime minister in name only.

I've had the numbers for a no-confidence vote.

and it's a fucking landslide.

Your legacy will be wholesale humiliation, or, if you prefer to cauterize the gash, give this burnt-out, old gas bag his long-overdue ticket to a care home, make me your deputy, then resign and hand me the premiership.

There's no way back for you, Robert.

The only question is whether you fall on your sword with some illusion of dignity or whether I pull the trigger on the disgrace and dishonor you deserve.

I've informed the aide you'll be needing the podium outside Number 10 tomorrow.

♪ Eleanor: He's made a full deposition.

You shouldn't have tried to kill him, Zelda.

"Clear up the mess," you said.

I've drawn up a contract.

How do we firefight this?

How, indeed.

You know, my job is-- was defense of the Realm-- yours, too, once-- but I find myself questioning whether Robert Sutherland's recent decisions have become a legitimate threat to it.

I knew we still saw eye to eye, and he's the one staring down a P45.

You misunderstand, Zelda.

I'm not here because I want a job with you.

I'm here because I want my old job, my real job, back, so no more games.

You know what I need from you.

Who asked you to hire Nathan Scott?

Are you going to tear it all down-- this, everything I've built?

It was meant to be a smear, not mass murder.

We don't have to do this.

I do, and I'm doing it.

♪ [Distant sirens] [Door opens] It's confirmed.

She's turned most of the party, got the gaggle riled.

She'd probably win a leadership vote.

I don't know how.

What are the angles here?

What can I do?

I don't know.

If she's got the numbers, I don't know.

We can't just surrender.

It's checkmate.

The only question is whether you take your piece off the board-- Or she snaps it in two.

No.

She can force me out, but I'm not handing over the keys.

[Cell phone vibrates] Eleanor James.

Oh, Christ.

Wait.

Come in, now.

Eleanor: Two years ago, during the solar flare blackouts, 4 Planet Resistance activists broke into a Condor Aerotech factory and vandalized the fighter jet in one of the hangars.

They waited to be arrested, then pled in court they were acting to prevent a greater crime against humanity, and the jury acquitted them.

Archie: Which stuck like a fish bone in Gerald Kendrick's gullet.

Eleanor: Condor regarded the judgment as an extremely dangerous precedent, so they enlisted Rhombus Strategic Services to destroy Planet Resistance.

Godley Common offered the opportunity.

We have Rhombus on the hook.

I didn't want to make further moves without your instruction, official or otherwise.

Robert: Victoria Dalton is going to destroy this country-- what's left of what it stands for and what it should stand for.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe she has already won, but if I'm going, I'm pulling down some fucking pillars.

♪ Gerald: But I can assure you, I have every confidence and, indeed, assurance that this recent era of turbulent and erratic government will imminently be shifting towards a stronger and more stable executive, one which will ensure the Saladin contract with our friends in Shirasia can proceed swiftly and unencumbered, which will support unwaveringly the role of Condor Aerotech at the global forefront of the defense industry.

Prime Minister.

This is-- Unexpected?

Yes.

I imagine it is.

Apologies for the interruption.

I have some pressing business with your chief executive.

If you could give us the room, please... Now.

[People murmuring] With respect, Prime Minister-- Let's not pretend there's anything even resembling respect here, Gerald.

Take a seat.

This, uh--this isn't what it-- It is.

No need to explain what it will do to you.

The company may recover-- companies like Condor are like cockroaches, after all-- but you'll be hearing about it from a prison cell.

Do you actually believe you'll be in power long enough to do anything about this?

You're already finished.

You're all back to front, Gerald.

You don't need to worry about what I'll do if I'm in power.

It's what I won't do.

If I'm dragged out of the door of Downing Street today, I might just mislay that on the desk of every major news outlet in the country.

You think Victoria Dalton could shield you from that?

And who do you think would shield you?

Oh, Gerald, what do you imagine I have left to lose?

You said, if you're in power, what you wouldn't do.

Look.

So long as I'm prime minister, I can make sure that never sees the light of day.

You stay comfortably behind your desk, I behind mine.

Your support, your sponsorship of Victoria Dalton ends now.

Victoria Dalton ends now.

If you have any interest whatsoever in self-preservation, you will do your absolute utmost to ensure I continue to lead this country because so long as I remain in power, you, Condor Aerotech... the Saladin deal all remain untouchable.

I didn't think you had it in you.

♪ [Indistinct conversation] ♪ Well, Robert, I assume you've come to the right decision for the country.

I have.

Please.

You've put me in a position where I have no choice.

I've spoken with Archie, and he's agreed to relinquish his role as deputy prime minister, and I have written a letter of resignation.

"Owing to recent pressures, I hereby inform you "that I shall be resigning both from my post and from politics permanently to devote my time to my family."

"Sincerely, Victoria Dalton"?

Do you think this is funny?

I assure you, I'm taking it very seriously and accepting it with immediate effect.

Victoria, on recording: The fact is, the party will dither over launching a no-confidence, unless they know categorically the PM's lost confidence where it counts the most.

What the fuck is this?

I have the whole conversation, all the conversations.

I had a very informative chat with General Kendrick-- a bastard, but a clever-enough bastard to keep insurance-- and he's come to the view he's backed the wrong horse, Victoria, and you remember what it's like when a horse takes a fall.

What does that even prove?

Nothing, just idle chatter, private chatter, recorded illegally.

Ah.

I'm pleased you brought up illegality because you might recognize these.

♪ Eleanor followed the money-- the slush funds, kickbacks, the offshores, quite the retirement fund you were getting for pushing through Saladin and for the web of other Condor contracts you were so very eager to champion.

♪ The military are withdrawing from Whitehall.

♪ The Defense chief of staff's tendered his resignation.

He thought that was preferable to court martial, a prosecution.

Now, tell me, what's your preference, prosecution-wise?

Look, Robert.

I know I've been-- Corrupt?

Despicable?

Treasonous?

♪ You're finished, out of Westminster for good, and if I ever hear one negative comment coming from your poisonous mouth about my administration, I will see to it that your venality is broadcast in sky-high writing, and when you clear out your desk, I suggest you find some fucking Sellotape.

♪ [Door closes] ♪ [Beeping] [Beeping] Hello.

My pass isn't working.

Archie: Oh, that is awkward.

I might have known.

Fuck you, old man.

Arrivederci, Motty.

Do you think this is over?

By no means.

"Sad fossil," I think you said.

"Gobful of stumps," wasn't it?

I am the full-fanged fucking megalodon of these black waters, and wherever you go, whatever you try to be, little minnow, best you skitter from my jaws till the end of all time.

If you please, Officer, toss this one back.

I can always find him if I'm peckish.

[Beep] Robert, are you sure that this is the right thing?

I have no choice, gave Kendrick my word.

So long as I'm prime minister, all of this stays buried, and my word is my word.

You know what to do with this... and, Anna, whatever comes, I was only ever strong enough for any of it because of you.

Well, let's not get all sentimental.

♪ Robert: Good afternoon.

It will have escaped no one that this has been a challenging time for the country and also for my family.

It has been the greatest privilege of my life to meet such challenges during my time as prime minister of this great nation, but I believe the time is right for me to stand down from leadership of the country and from my party.

I spoke to the King earlier and informed him of my resignation.

Every departing prime minister must leave with regrets of work left undone, of promises unfulfilled...

He's fucked me.

but the promise most imperative to me right now is to be the best father I can be to my daughter, a young woman of whom I am immensely proud and who has faced her own share of challenges.

♪ Archie Glover-Morgan will lead in a caretaker capacity until the new prime minister is selected.

Now I wish to give my thanks to you, the British people.

It has been my honor to serve you, and I have sought to do so no less at this moment with honor.

[Camera shutters clicking] [Clamoring] Woman: In the aftermath of what can only be described as incendiary allegations, I'm joined by Francine Bridge.

Allegations?

Try revelations that an arms conglomerate and a corporate intelligence firm conspired to destroy a peaceful protest movement, orchestrating the catastrophe at the village of Godley Common.

Woman: Planet Resistance have, of course, now been fully exonerated.

Francine: From what very nearly stood as a monstrous miscarriage of justice, and I welcome to government's decision to place under review, and hopefully rescind, the civil disturbance bill, which represents a naked affront to democracy.

Woman: Speaking of democracy, will you comment on the growing rumors you now have your eyes firmly on the leadership of the opposition?

My focus has always been the same-- on making this country a better, fairer place.

♪ [Sighs] ♪ [Phone beeps] Man:, on phone: Prime Minister, you're due in the COBRA room.

Instruct the Home Secretary to chair, would you?

Certainly, sir.

♪ Ah...ah.

♪ Ellie: You did cauliflower cheese.

Ha ha!

Of course.

Mum said you'd bring out the big guns.

How is your mum?

Good.

Yeah.

She's, um--she's joined a new chamber, so rebuilding and all that.

That's great.

I'm really pleased for her.

Would you like a glass, Ellie?

They said in the shop this was a particularly good Chilean.

Yes, please.

I'd love some.

[Doorbell rings] [Door opens] Thank you.

[Door closes] This is unexpected, Prime Minister.

I do apologize for the intrusion, but this won't wait.

Take a seat.

Glass of wine?

I don't drink on the job... anymore.

Although... an Apalta Carmenere... [Chuckles] maybe just a finger.

Thank you.

I'll keep this brief.

The odds are, we're going to be facing Francine Bridge across the floor.

She's fresh, hungry, dangerous.

no offense, and the party needs a leader with the proven stones to take her on and keep her out of power.

I don't want the job, Robert.

I'm too long in the tooth, and the fact is, there is nobody better equipped for it than you.

Archie, I'm retired.

That doesn't mean it's over.

Let's just say there's been some corrective briefing over the whole V.D.

business, and a very substantial number of colleagues now realize the error of their judgment.

If you toss your hat back in the ring, you'd have the numbers, and whatever your other reasons for refusing may be, this shouldn't be one.

If you go in together, openly, you've nothing to hide anymore.

Think about it.

Whatever your decision, I'll respect it.

Delicious.

I'll show myself out.

Let's have lunch.

Robert?

Did you have any inkling that this might-- Ellie: For what it's worth-- and I can't quite believe I'm saying this-- I'd vote for you.

[Chuckles] Fuck it.

Let's dance.

♪ ♪ ♪