2. PART 2: Into the Shadows: 2:20 Outside Pendleton's office, Whitehall. Day. The Morris Minor comes to a halt. Both Pendleton and Craven get out. PENDLETON: Not exactly Albany. But it's home. They walk down the street towards a door in the middle of a row of shops.
You're about to meet Harcourt. Double First at Cambridge and an authority on E. M. Forster, he tells me, but a complete twat , I think, when it comes to making connections. †
{ † 'Only connect'. Forster's famous phrase. } 2.21 Stairs to Pendleton's Office. Day. PENDLETON leads CRAVEN up a staircase.
PENDLETON: I myself favour an Irish education. Anyone who has examined the Book of Kells cannot but be impressed by the labyrinthine coils of the Celtic imagination. Are you a Celt by any chance, Craven?
CRAVEN: No. * 2:8 Episode Two: Into the Shadows CRAVEN: What do you know about a man called Pendleton? CARLISLE: Not much. He drives a green Mercedes, and parks in other people's spaces, dines at the Special Forces Club in Knightsbridge and drinks with the SAS in Chelsea Barracks. The security boys hate him. CRAVEN: Did you know him in Northern Ireland? CARLISLE: No. CRAVEN: Done any work for him? He nods ... Recently? Again he nods. CARLISLE: It was a weapon that had been found in water which he wanted tested - for radioactivity. CRAVEN: And was it? He turns from the computer keyboard. Radioactive? CARLISLE: Oh, Yes ... By this t time the VDU has screened out the following: 'Shields, T. AKA "Terry" or "Tel". PF 185962. Access restricted.' His friend HARCOURT is the one to watch. CRAVEN: Harcourt? CARLISLE: His other half. Drafted in from Lloyds. Dangerous bugger. CRAVEN: What's his background? CARLISLE: The city. CRAVEN: The city ... CRAVEN looks at the VDU. CRAVEN: Can I get through to R2 on this? CARLISLE: MI5 do you mean? CRAVEN: Yes. The Registry. CARLISLE: That's more than my life is worth. CRAVEN nods. * 2:43 Flashback. A laboratory in Emma's college. Day. CRAVEN enters the laboratory and walks over to where EMMA is standing. EMMA: Tony Marsh is dead. Car accident on the motorway. CRAVEN nods. CRAVEN: I know. I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do? EMMA: He'd just finished a report on the reservoir. It points conclusively to Northmoor as a contamination source. CRAVEN: That lets Sellafield off the hook. .............. CRAVEN: Spent fuel rods have been known to leak. EMMA: No, Dad. It was done by some sort of laser operation, which they also deny. The only way to find out is to go down there. CRAVEN: Northmoor is a nuclear waste plant. Anyone who breaks in there will be met with ultimate force. It's the most dangerous business in Britain. Don't even think of it.
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