Salting the Battlefield Page #2
You're not on trial. Not yet.
What charge are you meant
to be facing?
You've started a foundation,
which is for when you leave office,
to address major global issues
of war and peace.
It's been part-funded by a group
of American entrepreneurs,
who work in many diverse fields,
including the security business.
So? Perhaps you'd like to tell me
what's wrong with that?
Well, you know what's wrong.
The world is complicated. People have different
interests. Public, private. It's how things are now.
It's not a question of how it is,
it's a question of how it appears.
Especially when these same Americans have been
caught ripping off the American taxpayer.
They haven't been caught. Not
in public. And they never will be.
Which is why it's essential that you
remain the public face of the foundation.
Stirling, your hands are clean.
Certainly are. Spotless.
I mean, what's happening here?
I am trying to do something
important for my country.
Because we're at war.
If only people would admit it.
In one year Iran
will have a nuclear weapon.
What, I'm just supposed to ignore
it? Just sit back, let it happen?
Alec, you are the greatest
politician of the age.
Your enemies are plankton.
Truly.
Some rogue M15 man with a file!
Is that what the Prime Minister of Great Britain
should be worrying about first thing in the morning?
Some tie-dyed arsehole
from the Turks and Caicos?
Was he wearing tie-dye?
No, he wasn't.
Then, why did you say it?
Because it's a metaphor.
And it's a joke! Huh, joke.
Alec, think about it, seriously.
Your people are out there,
they've got Europe locked down.
By our count he's already moved
at least five times.
There's no plan to it.
Worricker's moving zigzag,
his brain's cotton wool,
he's just a... rat on a map.
And when we get him? What?
I mean, when he's caught him.
Do you have any serious idea of what we
then do with him? And the girlfriend.
Good, because that's the next stage.
Alec, you're getting this
out of proportion.
No, getting him's the easy bit.
It's what we do with him then.
What d'you think? Pretty nice.
Why? How many more flats do we have?
None.
Well, don't look at me.
By my reckoning, Wiesbaden's our fourth.
You're including hotels.
Yeah. How could I forget?
And we're running out of money.
Great.
So can we go home?
Brian...
I've, er, got an unscheduled
meeting. I want somewhere secure.
Not in your own office? I said.
There's a room in the basement.
Come on, then.
I need to be left on my own.
It's national security.
It's kind of you
to make time for me.
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