Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Standby for exact location.

You've gotta trust me.

or a history of far-right activism -

I'm sorry, Lana, I've already said too much.

OK, everything's ready.

You need to leave us alone.

That's strange. Seemed fine when I saw him.

OK, texting her now.

We don't need anything from you.

Bloody idiots. Drunk, weren't they?

We're working through a database of suspects supplied by Thames House

Do I sound like I'm fucking winding you up?

is taking place in Clerkenwell Green.

unless it's a ruse to throw us off track.

I need to get him out, but the driver's side might be rigged.

'There's... there's a wire, Lana.'

Can you hear me? Please.

We've identified three distinct elements.

No, I doubt it, Mum.

He's not turned up. There's not much I can do about that, sorry.

You're off, then? I'm not gonna stay if he's not here.

According to Micky, him and John started on the flaming sambucas

You promised him you wouldn't say anything.

Er... No, not now.

Billy's not turned up to his own party. What's new?

I can't tell you everything. I've already shared too much.

You working? Is he bollocks.

You do know that it's him you need to worry about, don't you?

Oh, you will, will you? Mm-mm.

You've gotta tell Mum and Dad I'm sorry, yeah?

and he got arrested. Arrested?

This is the bomb squad. Move! There's a bomb in the car.

Get out of here! You could have killed us!

away from the Tube.

I need you to check the car for me, OK?

found its way on to the dark web.

We've gotta go. Get off!