Electrician Bit of a bookworm meself, not that you'd know it to look at me. What's your passion, then? Mysteries? Spy novels? Familiar with Ian Fleming, are you?
Dennis Cooley This is a rare bookshop.
Electrician Rare books? Yeah, so they are.
Dennis Cooley Can you locate the problem, or do I have to call someone else?
Electrician Oh, I already have. The wiring in this old place dates from before the war. The first war. It's what we call, in the electrical business, "rare".
Dennis Cooley Yes. Can you fix it?
Electrician Oh, sure, I can fix it. Can you afford it? That's the question.
Dennis Cooley Just fix it!
So, SO-13 traced the weapons used in the Lord Holmes incident to an arms dealer that supplies Qaddafi. Now, when Sean Miller escaped, he was last seen in a Zodiac heading out into the Channel in a gale, which didn't make much sense until I checked on the freighters that were out there that day. Syrian registry, known to carry arms from the Middle East to client states in the Mediterranean, including Qaddafi.
Rose So, Miller takes a slow boat to North Africa.
Exactly. Now, we send our birds up over the desert, photographing, what, how many camps?
182 camps a day in North Africa. Libyan bases, PLO, Red Brigade, Action-Directe, West German Red Army faction. But on the day that this particular ship docked in Benghazi, there's activity in only nine camps with people arriving. Now, this one we know for sure is PLO, this one's Shining Path, these seven we're not so sure about. Why?
CA CIA Analyst
Uh, well, we got satellites...
Well, because the people in those camps know probably better than we do exactly what time the satellite's going to pass overhead. And Marty, unless you authorize us to re-task those satellites so we can get a look before they're overhead from the side, we are never going to know which camp they're at.
Jack, do you have any idea how big a deal it is to re-task those satellites?
CR Cathy Ryan
It was him, wasn't it? He's never gonna leave us alone.
He'll never get that close to us again, honey. That's why he calls in the middle of the night. It's all he can do.
CR Cathy Ryan
You get him, Jack. I don't care what you have to do. Just get him.
[on the phone]
How's the family, Ryan? Nearly lost them, didn't you? It's easy to get at them. You should look after your family better, you know? Are you there?
I understand your little girl's feeling better, eh? Lost her spleen though, eh? Pity, that. Make it a mighty tough on her to fight off infection. Eh, Jacky?
You sick son of a bitch! [Miller hangs up]
I want to know where Sean Miller and Kevin O'Donnell are.
Paddy O'Neil [scoffs]
Let me try and understand this. You want me to sell out my fellow Irishmen to you? I don't think you understand me at all.
Paddy O'Neil Listen! I don't give a damn what they've done. But the day I sell out my own people is the day I'll put a bullet through my head.
Paddy O'Neil That's it. You know, on second thought, maybe I won't have a drink with you.
Paddy O'Neil Have a nice trip.
I'll go home and call the TV stations, give them what they want! Let 'em take their cameras into my daughter's hospital room! Put it on the evening news! [gets in O'Neil's face] I don't give a shit whether you did it or not, and neither will anyone else. But I will put such a stranglehold on your gun money, you'll be out in the street throwing rocks! I will **** destroy you! I will make it my mission in life!
JO Jimmy O'Reardon
Ah, ye're not going to make me wear a rubber, are ye? Ye know, the church says wearing one of them's a sin, darlin'.
Annette So's this, darlin'. [shoots Jimmy while he lies in bed]
[about Sean Miller]
They were moving him to Albany Prison in the Isle of Wight while it happened. We think he's left the country.
Marty, excuse me. Let's deal in what we know and not what we don't. We know he's escaped. We know it happened in Kent near the Channel. If he's left the country... Jack, listening? The chances he'd come here, that he'd try, that he could come here are so remote, I have trouble even saying it.
And yet your first instinct was to come all the way here and tell me.
So, you just waded on in like John Wayne. Why'd you do it? What were you thinking, man?
I don't know. I wasn't thinking.
That's it? You sound like some of my students.
It just pissed me off. I couldn't just stand there and watch him shoot those people right in front of me. It was... rage. Pure rage... Just made me mad.
Here's hoping you never get mad at me, man.
Inspector Highland [In the police van in Kent, en route to Albany Prison, Inspector Highland enters with two cups of coffee, and sits down with two other officers]
Hello, Sean. Don't mind if I come along, do ya? [chuckles as the prison convoy gets underway; all throughout, Miller is silent, staring] Although I disapprove of the things you've done, Sean, I can't quite bring meself to condemn ya. I can't, 'cause I understand where the hatred comes from. I more than understand it. But the present fact is we're very near now the darkest hole in all of Great Britain... and ya still won't speak to me.
OO Officer on Radio
[Miller remains silent; Highland scoffs and sits back, as the convoy reaches a raising bridge]
They're raising the bridge. We'll be here about five minutes.
FO First Officer
Understood.
SO Second Officer
[Suddenly, the van shakes as an RPG is fired into it, followed by several more explosions outside as the rest of the convoy is taken out; one of the officers tries to communicate with dispatch]
They've jammed the radio!
Kevin O'Donnell [Highland glares at Miller, who smirks back at him. IRA men led by Kevin O'Donnell approach the convoy; O'Donnell pounds on the door]
Open the door! [Highland and the officers look to see O'Donnell with a hostage] Open it, or I'll kill him!
FO First Officer
The bridgekeeper!
SO Second Officer
What do we do?
Inspector Highland [resignedly]
We open the door.
FO First Officer
Oh, for Christ's sake, man, but --
Inspector Highland But what? Wait until they kill him, and then open the door? [glares at Miller, then bangs his head against the side of the van in frustration before he opens the door]
Kevin O'Donnell Your guns!
Inspector Highland We are unarmed.
SO Second Officer
Just who the hell are you? [is promptly shot]
Kevin O'Donnell Get them out! [the IRA men pull Highland and the other officer out and throw them to the ground, next to the bridgekeeper; O'Donnell opens Miller's cell, embracing him] Think we'd forgot about you, did ya? [undoes Miller's cuffs, and both men step out]
Inspector Robert Highland... this is a friend of mine.
Kevin O'Donnell [puts his gun to Highland's head]
We meet at last, Mr. Highland. Tell me, what did they pay you to turn against your own people, eh?
Inspector Highland Get on with it, and be on your way.
Kevin O'Donnell Very well. If that's the way ya feel about it...
[O'Donnell aims... then looks over at Miller, before handing him the pistol. Miller then shoots Highland, the other officer, and the bridgekeeper dead]
