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He's wound tighter

than a horse's arse.

Seen this? A hostage

in the embassy

called the BBC's London office.

It was leaked from there.

I thought they cut everything.

Apparently there's a

phone still operating.

We can't negotiate

in the bloody press.

One hour till deadline, boys.

Maggie's made it clear

anybody gets killed,

she's sending us in.

Is there anything

else we should know?

No. It's a black hole.

So it's in through the front

door and hope the whole place

doesn't go 'bang', then.

Right.

You all right, mate?

Font color="#00ff00" yeah.

Get him talking.

we need to buy some time.

Hello?

He demands the release of

his comrades in arabistan.

Your government must

or they will take action.

Tell him our bosses are

looking at their demands,

trying to contact Iran.

They have already

talked to Tehran.

Tell them they have no power in

the situation. They're trapped.

Don't they understand?

Tom...

What did the iranians

say to them?

They welcome all the

hostages to be martyrs

for the great

islamic state of Iran.

This is sunray. Stand to.

15 minutes till deadline.

stand to.

We're on, boys.

Let's f***ing have it.

Max...

The army's next door,

champing at the bit to get in.

I think the boss

said it's the sas.

You serious?

That's all we need.

Word from upstairs is if

someone's shot, they go in.

We'd better make sure no one is.

Hello?

Hello?

hello?

Can you speak English to me?

Do you speak English?

Yes. I speak.

My name is detective chief

inspector Max Vernon.

Where is the woman?

She's not here.

Will you speak directly to me?

I want to help you, Salim.

You don't help,

we will kill them.

No, no. If you do that, then

I won't be able to help you.

Do you understand?

In five minutes,

we kill unless you

follow our demands!

Salim...

Listen to me, please, very

carefully. Will you do that?

My government is not on friendly

terms with your government.

Even if they were, we

can't force the iranians

to do anything they

don't want to do.

Please.

Understand -- we can't

release prisoners in Iran.

That's simply beyond our power.

The iranians have washed

their hands of us.

You and I have

to solve this now.

If you were to release

a hostage, it could help.

You think I don't

know what you are doing?

Hmm?

I'm trying to help you.

You are preparing to attack!

No. Believe me when

I say this, Salim --

I want this to be resolved

peacefully, without violence.

Every day in my land,

it is violence on my people

by the persians.

I can't do anything about that.

I wish I could. But I can't.

But right here, right now,

you and I can stop violence.

If you help me.

There's still a chance.

Christ! What's

going on in there?

Stand by.

Salim.

Salim.

He's been shot.

Salim!

What? No. I'm sick.

I've got gut rot.

Look, I need to talk

to the bloody police.

All right. Just lie back.

Let go!

You mustn't go in there.

You've no idea what's

waiting for you.

Yeah.

They've released a hostage.

Says they're

armed to the teeth.

That man was ill.

we let him go.

Thank you, Salim.

Stand down.

I say again, 'stand down.'

thank you.

Font color="#00ff00" now, if you don't meet

our demands, they die.

We have food. You must be

hungry. Let us feed you.

You bring, mr Max.

only you.

Do we have any food?

Whitehall

is saying back off.

You've gotta

be joking, boss.

F***.

They released a hostage.

There

have been developments

with the siege at the

iranian embassy in London.

We now cross to Martin young.

The hostages, most

of whom are iranian,

are about to receive

their first meal--

mum, it's dad!

Policemen have brought

food in containers,

which have been placed on the

ground near the front door...

To the embassy.

A lone policeman now carefully

opens some of the compartments

for the gunmen to

inspect at a distance.

The policeman takes care

that none of his movements

can be interpreted--

the containers are

now placed in a box

that is fixed to a pole...

Who the f*** is this?

He will now wait

for the container

to be removed from the box.

The gunmen move cautiously

as they take the food inside.

Mr Max.

Yes?

Font color="#00ffff" you tell them we

will kill a hostage

if our demands are not met.

You tell your government

we will kill.

We want arab ambassadors now.

One of the mad police.

he's gonna get himself killed.

I'll bet he's never seen

a weapon in his life.

Can you give me more time?

I want to help you.

I need more time.

And we want two buses --

to take us to Heathrow.

All right. I'll ask the bosses.

Please understand,

it won't happen quickly.

One more day. That is all.

48 hours.

Font color="#00ffff" no!

Salim, please.

Everything takes time here.

It's complicated in London.

I want to help you.

Please, let me help you.

48 hours.

After that, we begin

shooting them.

F***ing police.

...and

the conversation

appears to be at an end.

That was Martin young

from the scene at princes gate,

where all but one

of the hostages...

London senior policemen

seem confident

that caution and Patience

will bring this matter to

what they call a

'non-violent conclusion'.

Well, this 'softly, softly'

approach

is designed to put

pressure on the gunmen,

whom it's assumed are already

nervous and getting tired.

What do you think

might be in the minds

I imagine they feel

quite excited and elated.

In a sense, things are going

their way pretty well.

Post-world war ii Soviet

anti personnel

fragmentation grenade,

also known as the rgd-5.

Very destructive

in confined spaces.

4 ounces

of high explosive,

350 steel fragments,

if you're interested.

The x-rays have got

at least one each.

And they claim to have

a doomsday device.

So, 30-plus rooms over six

floors rigged with explosives.

Each terrorist ready to

pull the pin for arabistan.

Aye, it'll be a real

wild west show, boys.

Aye.

The new deadline is 48 hours.

The head shed's

drawing up plans

that avoids storming

the embassy.

But we need a new

immediate action plan

in case these inmates go

off their medication sooner.

Preferably one where

everyone doesn't die.

We know there are some

hostages on the second floor.

The intel's never going

to be perfect, ever.

The clock will be

f***ing ticking.

What about soll ladders?

here and here?

Too exposed.

Always fight down, right?

Look. Excuse me,

let's have a minute.

Based on the intel

that we have right now,

we make our approach...

From the roof.

Yeah?

We use caving ladders

down at these top windows,

we make entry, we

dominate the area

and then we fight our

way down from there.

Click. Stronghold.

F***ing Einstein

over here, huh?

There's at

least 25 of them.

Five women, maybe more.

All got families,

all got lives.

It's a

bloody nightmare.

And Trevor Locke.

Yes?

You tell your

government one more day.

We will kill a hostage

unless our demands are met.

We will kill until you bring an

ambassador here with the bus.

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