Closed Circuit Page #4

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No, I used to get angry.

Rather than help people who

were trying to help me,

I'd just say nothing as a

way of getting my own back,

even though the only person I

was really hurting was myself.

You didn't know what

was in the lock-up?

You never went inside,

you just took the rent?

Yeah.

And the long calls to Asif

were an accident,

and all the money you made were

from small-time drug deals?

Yeah.

Are you any good at it?

Medal of Honor, I mean.

I want her

out of here, now!

Don't wanna talk to her no more!

I want her out!

(SPEAKING IN TURKISH)

Everything all right?

Mmm-hmm.

I don't have any

further questions.

Not yet.

(BANGING ON DOOR)

DEVLIN:
So what was in

that note to Erdogan?

Give me a cigarette.

So what was

all that about, then?

Hmm?

When Erdogan came

to London from Germany,

he got immigration papers

within three months,

in spite of his

criminal record.

ILR usually takes three

years, even if you're clean.

Within six months, he's

driving a brand new Mercedes.

He's spending

two grand a week.

He lied about

dealing drugs.

Before I went in there,

I suspected, now I'm sure.

Erdogan was

being run by MI5.

No wonder

they're all so upset.

They must have thought he

had the cell under control,

but either he

double-crossed his handlers

or the cell used him

to pass bad information.

Either way, MI5 f***ed up.

The arrest was a mistake.

But the telephone tip-off?

Would have gone to the local police

who tipped off Scotland Yard.

Erdogan would have

been under arrest

before MI5 could do

anything about it.

So now they're f***ed.

This means that Farroukh Erdogan,

who's on trial for murder,

almost certainly

paid for the explosives

that killed 120

innocent people

with taxpayers' money.

When Simon got this far, of course,

they threw him off a roof.

(EMIR SPEAKING IN TURKISH

OVER RECORDER)

(RECORDING REPEATS)

Mussi Kartal.

Mussi Kartal.

Mussi Kartal.

(TYPING)

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

It's actually quite convenient

to be under surveillance.

What's that?

Well, normally getting a taxi can be

quite difficult this time of night.

I see you're using more than one taxi now.

That's a good idea.

What did you say?

It's okay.

Apparently I'm paranoid.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

ATTORNEY GENERAL: In here?

NURSE:
Yes. You can go in.

Thank you.

Just passing?

I was visiting a friend.

Oh, that's nice.

How about you?

I hurt my neck.

I'm sorry. Accident?

You tell me.

(CHUCKLES) Believe me,

I sincerely hope that it was.

I'm waiting for an X-ray.

If there's no fracture, I can

take this off and go home.

Isn't that good news?

That is good news.

Look, Martin, I can imagine

what you're thinking.

How this looks to you.

I've made no allegation.

But if we accept that they,

that someone,

then we have to accept all sorts of

things which are simply unacceptable.

And I will not accept that.

You really know how to clarify

a situation, don't you?

I'm not even here.

Then thank you for your

support, Mr. Attorney.

There is

a temptation, Martin,

for any barrister

in a case like this

to stray.

To dig into.

What?

All right,

let me do it for you.

"Perhaps, Martin, one should see

this as a cautionary event.

"Not so much a warning,

"merely a suggestion to remain

on the straight and narrow."

Am I right?

Intuitive.

But incomplete.

You neglect to mention your previous

relationship with Miss Simmons-Howe.

I wonder why.

Perhaps because,

and, please,

let me do it for you,

it's a weakness.

A weakness that could end

both your careers.

Am I right?

And perhaps that weakness

is the very reason

you were chosen for this job.

Goodbye, Martin.

Claudia Simmons-Howe,

this is the closed

material in relation

to the case of

The Crown v. Erdogan,

disclosure of which will

damage national security.

It must be kept, by you, at all

times in a secure location

until such a time

as a verdict is given.

Et cetera,

et cetera, et cetera.

And if you wouldn't mind,

let's keep the pen-pushers

happy, shall we?

Would you like me to

place them in the safe?

I'll be reading them

right away.

Of course. Fine.

You can leave now.

Oh.

Lock's changed.

Ingersoll. Very nice.

It's the choice of professionals.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(LOCKS CLICKING)

(SIGHS)

I'm being watched.

You always were.

That couple over there,

perhaps.

JOANNA:
Probably.

Shall we?

You first.

Erdogan was

working for MI5.

Very good.

But Erdogan's

not his real name.

It's Mussi Kartal.

In 2008, there was a bomb at

a US Air Force base in Munich

which killed 20 servicemen.

Mussi Kartal was part

of the terrorist cell

that was aleg...allegedly

responsible for it.

Kartal was arrested,

but he cut a deal with

the prosecutors in

exchange for his freedom.

MI5 liked the idea of a man

who was already compromized.

They brought him in to be recruited

by a local terrorist cell,

the idea being that he would

help plan a major attack

but ultimately betray

his fellow conspirators.

At the last moment.

At the last moment.

And that's where

it all went wrong.

That's why

the secret is lethal.

Is that your headline? Huh.

No headline without proof.

You've obviously never read

a British newspaper.

Why don't they

just kill Erdogan?

Then there

would be no trial.

There'd be no verdict.

No one to blame.

So we think

he has a deal, do we?

He keeps his mouth shut,

plays along.

Doesn't mind being found guilty,

and in return, he's safe.

Right.

But defense barristers who ask

the wrong sorts of questions,

in this situation, well,

they're sort of expendable.

Aren't they?

Stay off

the rooftops, Martin.

Can I have a phone, please? Pay as you go.

Any kind you like.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

(LOCK CLICKS)

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

Oh, sorry.

(INAUDIBLE)

(ALL APPLAUDING)

Excuse me,

can you take a photo of us?

(CAMERA CLICKS)

(CAMERA CLICKS)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Can I search your bag?

MALE ANNOUNCER:

Ladies and gentlemen, Wembley,

please welcome the teams.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(CROWD SINGING)

This better be good.

Farroukh Erdogan

was working for MI5.

What?

Hold on. You have

evidence of this?

No. I'll handle it.

Trust me.

Martin, if that's our client's defense...

It's not our client's defense.

Then we need to

establish that.

We need to prove that he was

actually working for the state.

You can't expose this.

Our client is pursuing

a simple line of defense.

He won't challenge

the findings

but portrays himself as

an unfortunate bystander.

"Yes, My Lord,

there was half a ton

"of nitrate in my lock-up,

but it wasn't mine."

Let me handle it

in open session.

He will be

wrongly convicted.

It will constitute

a grave miscarriage

of justice,

as you now know, Martin.

The client's instructions...

Were what? "Send me to jail

for the rest of my life"?

The informant.

The anonymous informant.

Leave it, Claudia.

Don't go anywhere near it.

The informant must know. That's

what they're trying to hide.

Let me handle it in

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