- Danny Hunter: You will never win. If I'd been born somewhere else, it might have been me holding the gun now. If you'd been born somewhere else, it might have been you sitting where I am. For all your talk about choices, we don't get to choose those things. But I guess you're just unlucky, because somehow you've lost your humanity and now have no kindness or pity left in you. But I still have those things. Acts of hatred also produce acts of love, so you, my friend, will never win.
- Ahmed: I'm unlucky?
- Danny Hunter: Look at all the cake and presents, Fiona.
- Fiona Carter: [crying] Oh, no, Danny, no, please don't! Danny please don't do this!
- Danny Hunter: If I weren't chained to this chair, I would be right up in your face. And you know what I'd be saying to you? Fuck you, you death-worshipping fascist!
- [last lines]
- Harry Pearce: I have to leave you for a moment, Ruth.
- Ruth Evershed: I'm staying here with Danny.
- [to Danny]
- Ruth Evershed: Harry's had to leave us for a moment. I'm still here with you, Danny. I'll stay right here with you.
- Khatera Abuzeid: We only care about the ones we love.
- Adam Carter: I think the suffering of strangers can also move us.
- Harry Pearce: But we must protect my officers.
- Guy Facer: They're not civilians, Harry. I'm sorry to say this, but it does make the moral dilemma somewhat less acute.
- Ruth Evershed: Harry. I'm going to ask you something now. I'm not difficult to work with, you know that. I try my best to do everything in time and I make an effort to be cheerful in the office even when I'm depressed. I always meet deadlines...
- Harry Pearce: Ruth. There are no immediate plans to send you back to GCHQ.
- Ruth Evershed: Please, take me seriously on this. Something's wrong.
- Harry Pearce: [pauses] Red-flash the entire team and bring them all in. We'll find out what's going on here. But if they're sitting in that meeting room in 20 minutes and we've jeopardized an important operation, then I take back what I said about GCHQ.
- Harry Pearce: Dear God, Ruth, you think I'm happy about this?
- Ruth Evershed: Danny's dead.
- Harry Pearce: Where's Sam?
- Ruth Evershed: She's been put under sedation.
- Harry Pearce: Well, we can't be put under sedation, can we? We're the ones who've got to stay focused and sort this out. Help Adam, find out where they're holding the last hostage. I'm relying on you, Ruth. There'll be time to grieve later. I promise you, there will be time to grieve, but not now. Now it's not about Danny and Fiona, but about two hostages. We can still save the second hostage.
- Harry Pearce: Something's wrong.
- Ruth Evershed: How do you know?
- Harry Pearce: You knocked.
- Ruth Evershed: It's Adam.
- Harry Pearce: What's the matter?
- Ruth Evershed: He just called and cancelled the meeting with you because he says he's with Danny and Fiona.
- Harry Pearce: Well, it's just a routine briefing. It can wait.
- Ruth Evershed: Yes, but he...
- Harry Pearce: But what?
- Ruth Evershed: He said that he'd bought Fiona chocolates for her birthday, as I suggested.
- Harry Pearce: Thought that was my suggestion?
- Ruth Evershed: Exactly, and...
- Harry Pearce: Well, he's probably just mixed up.
- Ruth Evershed: Harry, I talked to Adam. There is no way in this world he was going to buy Fiona chocolates for her birthday, no matter who suggested it. Not that there's anything wrong with, with chocolates as a birthday present, of course. He just wasn't going to do it.
- Fiona Carter: What you gonna get me for my birthday?
- Adam Carter: Don't worry, I've kept the receipt.
- Fiona Carter: I bet you wish you'd kept the receipt for me, sometimes.
- Adam Carter: Never.
- Fiona Carter: You wouldn't swap me for another girl?
- Adam Carter: I wouldn't swap you for the whole world.
- Fiona Carter: Is the right answer!
- Ruth Evershed: So, what are you getting Fiona for her birthday?
- Adam Carter: Sorry, Ruth.
- Ruth Evershed: What?
- Adam Carter: You might be her mole. And even if you weren't, telling you would only put you in danger. Fiona takes her birthdays very seriously.
- [leans in]
- Adam Carter: I sometimes have to drug her the night before just to get her to sleep.
- Ruth Evershed: I'm not a mole.
- Harry Pearce: Glad to hear it.
- Ruth Evershed: Harry. No, no, not, not that kind of mole. Um, Adam was joking about Fiona's...
- Harry Pearce: It's alright, Ruth. I'm aware you were joking.
- [to Adam]
- Harry Pearce: Chocolates might be the answer. Nice ones, of course. Get Sam to nip across to that Belgian shop.
- Adam Carter: Yeah that's, that's not a bad idea, Harry.
- Zafar Younis: Are you from Wales? Sorry, I couldn't help overhearing.
- Sam Buxton: Do I sound like I'm from Wales?
- Zafar Younis: Yeah.
- [Ruth snorts]
- Zafar Younis: Isn't it your national day soon?
- Sam Buxton: I'm not Welsh!
- Zafar Younis: Look, it's nothing to be ashamed of.
- Ruth Evershed: Uh, St. David's Day is in March.
- Zafar Younis: Oh, really? I didn't know that.
- Sam Buxton: Look, could we help you with something?
- Zafar Younis: Yeah, I'm here to see Harry Pearce and Adam Carter.
- Sam Buxton: Okay, follow me.
- Zafar Younis: Lead on, Blodwen.