Closed Circuit Page #2

---

is not allowed. Martin.

And then we'd both be

looking for a new job.

I am the special advocate.

Nobody is going to take my place.

If that makes your position

untenable, so be it.

Well, if you prefer,

we could just tell the judge

that we had an affair.

So, when we're asked

if there are any moral impediments

to us fulfilling our duties,

technically,

we'll have to lie.

Look, I'm fine with it.

I'm an arrogant,

unprincipled prick,

as you so succinctly told me

the last time we met.

I'm not lying on oath.

Once the classified

material has been served,

you must not meet,

nor communicate

nor share information

in any way,

nor may you be

seen to do so.

Your remit,

Miss Simmons-Howe,

is to solely address me

on the secret evidence,

which we will evaluate

in closed session.

Mr. Rose, you will not see

this material unless I decide

it is relevant

and must be disclosed.

Do we understand

the rules?

Mr. Rose, do you know

of any reason related

to yourself or your

personal circumstances

which would prejudice your

ability to carry out this case

or which might, in any way,

embarrass the Lord Chancellor?

No, My Lord.

Miss Simmons-Howe,

do you know of any reason

related to yourself or your

personal circumstances

which would prejudice your

ability to carry out this case,

or which might in anyway

embarrass

the Lord Chancellor?

Miss Simmons-Howe?

No, My Lord,

I know of no reason.

MARTIN:

There's no need to sulk.

I have an aversion

to wasted journeys.

Is that right?

You don't even know

what you're looking for.

Inspiration, Mr. Devlin.

DEVLIN:

I told you.

Nothing to see.

Nothing to look at,

which is different.

So, November 30th, 10:43.

Bright, sunny day.

Innocent people.

Truck approaches

from the west entrance.

(TRUCK BEEPING)

MARTIN:

Shouldn't be parked there.

Someone must

have noticed it,

but there's no time,

is there?

No time to do

anything about it.

10:
44.

10:
45, and then...

(EXPLOSION)

Later that day, an anonymous

phone call tips off the police.

"Suspicious behavior" by men at a

lock-up garage in West London.

The lock-up

rented to our client.

Our client knows nothing.

Yeah, because

he sublets the place

for cash to

a certain Mr. Asif, who,

sadly, is no longer with us since he

blew himself up at the wheel of a truck.

Erdogan had no idea

what was being stored there.

Simon's line of defense.

As dictated

by the defendant.

So why does Erdogan

make 27 phone calls

to Asif in the 12 days

before the explosion?

Chasing rent on the lock-up.

Very weak.

I want to see every

document in this case.

DEVLIN:
Everything is

exactly as Simon left it.

And I've written

an inventory.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Ah.

Claudia Simmons-Howe.

Nazrul Sharma.

Home Office.

Cali me Nazi

I brought you your safe

and your laptop.

(CLEARS THROAT)

This safe will be

securely installed here.

It is to be the sole

designated location

in which you are

permitted to store

the secret materials in the case of

The Crown v. Erdogan,

which will be delivered to

you prior to the hearing.

Um, this laptop must be used

for the creation and storage

of all documents

relating to the case.

No copies to be made. Return to

us upon delivery of a verdict.

There's also this

code for the safe.

I'm supposed to get you to memorize

it and then we burn it together,

but I think I can

trust you to do that.

You've done this

all before, haven't you?

You broke into my chambers.

It was open. After you

unlocked it, I'm sure it was.

I think you're mistaken.

(CHUCKLES) You're not from Home Office.

You're from Secret Service.

Secret Service?

One of the new intake, I'd say.

Post-July 2005.

Careers in MI5.

"What can you do for your country?"

The vetting seems to go on

forever, doesn't it?

But then one day,

you get your ticket

to the fast track

and you never look back.

Goes to your head,

of course.

Makes you think you can do

whatever you want. (SCOFFS)

Like breaking into

a barrister's chambers.

I'm supposed to ask you

if there's anywhere else

you might take

the secret material.

Go on, then.

It's sort of personal questions, isn't it?

I'd rather not, to be honest.

Whether anyone

lives with you.

Or whether there

might be anyone?

A special friend, perhaps, who regularly

or irregularly spends the night,

that's the way

they put it.

You can leave now.

That's my number. I know it's

a very complicated case,

so if you ever wanna talk anything

over, you can give me a call.

What, though I'm legally

obliged, quite specifically,

not to discuss it

with anyone.

There are people who really

want a conviction here.

So if you're ever feeling,

uh, bullied or intimidated...

Oh, I can cope

with that, thank you.

Or threatened.

Threatened?

And what do you

mean by that exactly?

You can give me a call.

And what will you do?

Whatever needs

to be done, Claudia.

That is all.

(SIREN BLARING)

Good evening.

Where's Mike? He's done

his back in, hasn't he.

Too much sitting around,

I'd say.

(DOOR BEEPS)

(INAUDIBLE)

I want him back by 3:00.

Oh, listen, Elizabeth,

I thought I'd

take him to Kingston.

Can we make it more like...

(ENGINE STARTS)

5:
00?

Mum says I have to wear a life jacket.

Of course.

Miss Simmons-Howe.

Mr. Devlin.

How are you?

Very well, thank you. You?

MARTIN:
Devlin.

What is she doing here?

DEVLIN:
Ask her yourself.

She and I are not

allowed to communicate.

An exception can be made

for the common courtesies.

Though evidently not,

in this case.

Until the delivery of

the closed material,

lam permitted to

communicate with Mr. Rose.

Whether or not I choose to

do so is another matter.

As I'm beginning

to understand.

So would you please

inform this gentleman

that I am here

to see Mr. Devlin?

She and I are going

to visit Erdogan,

as I told you

earlier today.

Thank you for reminding me.

lam the client's solicitor.

It's a matter of routine

that I'm present

at any interview

with the client.

I know that. But would you

please inform the lady opposite

that I have first call upon

your services and expertise?

Perhaps in all the excitement,

Mr. Rose has forgotten

that there is a special

advocate on this case

and that we're both

representing the defendant.

I want to eat my lunch.

I was here first.

PRISONER:

Terrorist scum!

(ALL YELLING INDISTINCTLY)

(COUGHS)

GUARD:
Do you

want us to stay?

No. But could you

take the vomit with you?

There'll be

an eye in the hole.

Are you the doctor?

No. I have been appointed

by the Attorney General

to be your special advocate.

I told them I'm sick.

Has anyone explained to you

what a special advocate does?

No.

Nobody explained

anything to me. I'm sick.

So f*** you.

Mmm.

Mr. Erdogan, you are accused of

master-minding a suicide bomb attack.

(SCOFFS)

"Master-minding."

There is some

evidence against you,

which the prosecution

believes should be kept

secret from the public

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes