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You follow Arshad Rafiq - why?

Because he teaches

the proper and only way to live.

You mean to hate our country?

Because he teaches

his followers to kill

until the streets of England

run red with blood,

and you preach his message.

He lights the way of the Prophet.

Peace be upon him.

And you're following his orders.

And you're following the orders

of Blair and Cameron.

They do not preach hatred.

All we say is people

should stand up

and defend themselves against

tyranny, like they are doing

all over the Arab states, and like

they will do in our country one day.

Your and my country is not a tyranny.

Are you serious?

Britain's a lapdog of the Americans in their crusade

against Muslims, so finally people are taking action.

- And that's what you're doing here, taking action?

- No.

And it's what you're

doing here in Cairo!

No, I bought bed linen for my wife!

Why do you hate us so much?

Where do you want me to start?

What is it about us

that makes you want to kill us?

I just want a peaceful,

Islamic revolution,

but are you going to allow that? No.

So you're going to poison our air?

For f***'s sake man, I just bought

some bed linen for my wife.

Come on, what is it about us

that makes you hate us so much?

I just want my country to be healed.

Healed?

Yeah, you deaf or something?

Yeah, healed.

You know,

what I can't stand about you,

is that you have had every

opportunity handed to you on a plate.

Free schools, free health care,

free libraries,

state handouts,

local government grants,

freedom to say and do what you want,

opportunity to go to university,

freedom to pray in Muslim centres,

built for you by others, for free.

All that freedom, all that privilege,

and all you want to do

is vomit on us.

Don't talk to me about healed.

You want to destroy us!

No, it's you who wants

to destroy freedom.

The freedom to believe

what's in our hearts.

You know what? I'm going to make

sure you never get that freedom

and privilege in my country again.

You bring shame on your parents.

D...Don't talk about my parents.

- Good people who worked hard...

- Shut the f*** up about my parents.

And gave you opportunities -

you have spat in their faces!

Shut the f*** up!

Sit down.

Sit down!

You've conspired with al-Dhahab,

and I have the whole

chain of command.

Ethics are different now.

You can't do a Guantanamo anymore.

You can't detain me forever and ever

and deny me my rights.

Those days are gone.

I've done nothing wrong.

You won't find any

evidence against me,

which means I've got the whole

British legal system on my side.

Bad things are coming to you,

and you're going to deserve them all.

Nah...

I win this one.

That's how this goes down.

Between me and you, I win.

What's a n*gger doing in MI5 anyway?

What did you call me?

You heard me, you f***ing kaffir.

I said, how come they let

a n*gger in the establishment?

Because I love my country,

you f***ing piece of sh*t!

It's already out there.

In the UK.

Ready to go.

Ready to go how?

Ready to go how?

If you don't tell me how...

But that might not be true.

It might not be anywhere.

It might be all in your imagination.

That's what terror is.

You're just going to have to wait

and see.

Why'd you tell me

you didn't know Seif Omar,

when actually you went to Yemen

to meet him?

No comment.

'Why did Seif Omar

receive instructions

'on how to put ricin

into aerosol cans?'

No comment.

'Why did Ismail Yassin

take you to a farm

'where they grow castor beans

for ricin production?'

No... comment.

'Yup?'

Tony, any news from London?

'Look, um, I'm afraid the aerosol

cans didn't quite make the plane.'

What?

'But they'll be

on the first plane out tomorrow.'

So the bag's still there, just...

just sitting there?

'The driver got stuck in traffic and

we just missed it, but as I say...'

Waleed sent the ricin

back to the UK two days ago,

that means

it's already at his address.

'That is why they're going

on the first plane out tomorrow.'

F***!

Colonel Hazem?

'Mr Daniel!

You have a request for me?'

Yes.

'I will call you later.'

Thank you.

Good morning, Mr Daniel!

How are you?

Did you sleep?

We have results.

Coffee?

Er...

Er, no, I'm OK.

Don't worry, he's a friend of mine.

Mr Waleed Ahmed

has confessed to delivering ricin

back to your country

in 12 aerosol cans.

Enough to kill

many hundreds of people.

Where'd he send them?

Saeed what? What's that say?

"Bari."

Saeed Bari.

Mm-hm.

Derby.

A city in the UK.

Yeah.

Mm.

Right.

Um...

What happened to him?

Is it visual, what you did?

No. More...

Well, how is he now?

Do we care?

I mean, will he need treatment?

What can I expect?

You can expect an angry man.

'Hello?'

Thomas.

I've got an address.

- Tony.

- 'Where are you?'

In a taxi.

'We've got a problem. Meet me at

El-Nasr police station right away.'

Can you tell us what happened?

Just, please get me a doctor.

We will certainly get you a doctor,

yes.

Now, now, please,

just get me one now.

We will, yeah.

Can you tell us what happened?

Please just get me out of here?

Just get me out.

The doctor will decide whether to

transfer you to a hospital.

Can you tell me what happened?

Mr Ahmed.

I can assure you we will carry out

a thorough investigation.

Start with him.

I want to know what happened.

Yesterday... he threatened me,

grabbed my neck,

pushed me to the floor.

Did you see him yesterday?

Yes. But I did not cause

these injuries, Mr Ahmed.

He hates me.

Right, I'm going to call a doctor.

And I'd like to speak to him

for a moment on my own.

Bad things are coming to you.

Have you been in contact with

Colonel Hazem?

Yes.

You knew about this?

I knew about his interrogation, yes.

And, as a result, I've got the

address where he sent the ricin.

It's an address in Derby and it's

being dealt with as we speak.

This better work out for you.

Otherwise we are absolutely

and totally f***ed.

Thanks.

I have some good news for you. One

can has tested positive for ricin.

Well done. I think you might just

have got away with it.

The question is

whether we'll get there in time.

Thanks for your help.

Edward.

Got a minute?

Yeah.

The address in Derby is a false one.

The house belongs to a retired

railway worker

called Alfred Charlton

and his disabled wife, Margaret.

Right.

Bad news, I'm sorry.

But we do have a positive

result on the ricin.

Yes, we do.

Judith, er, wants to see you.

OK.

She's waiting now.

What, right now?

She's in her office.

Is there anything I should know?

I don't think so.

Does she know the address

turned out to be a false one?

- Yes.

- Well, how much else does she know?

She's been fully

briefed at this end.

I'll report back to you, then,

shall I?

Yes. Do that.

She's ready to see you.

Hello, Edward. Please sit down.

This was taken by an Egyptian

blogger with inside information,

who's been tracking

a notorious colonel,

in the State Security Service,

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