Welcome back, sweetie.
Can you tell me what's happening? No-one's told me anything.
You have a compound fracture of the femur,
you've lost a lot of blood and some muscle tissue.
Will I be able to walk?
Gangrene's the biggest danger.
We don't even have the basic drugs here.
It's OK, it's only Isaac.
So, what's all this?
I start at the training camp tomorrow.
I have to pack, we live there.
You're too young, aren't you?
I'm ten in two weeks.
That's when they serve.
I'm sorry, Isaac, you're still a child.
I'm your mother and I'll decide when you're ready to train to fight.
No!
Yes, Isaac. No, you won't.
I decide and I want to go.
The rules have changed.
They're sending more and more children to the front line.
They've cut the training to 15 days.
He's not going. How would you stop him?
It's the law. I don't care.
He's not going.
It's positive.
I thought you'd be happy.
Isn't this what you want?
My husband is shaheed.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Will you remarry?
Of course.
When my child is born.
You don't have to, you know.
And what, be a single mother like you?
My child will need a father.
And anyway, I want to.
It's my duty.
For fuck's sake.
Do you think he could have arranged it?
I don't know.
It's possible.
He may be able to get me sent back early but what happens then is up to me.
There's plenty there looking for death.
Don't worry, I'm not one of them.
Just don't die, OK?
So, Ziyaad's a martyr? Alhamdulillah.
Yeah.
How was he?
He was fearless, akhi.
This is where you do all the torture and stuff?
Nah, fam.
No need.
Just drop a few necks and suddenly everyone's bless.
Who is this anyway?
CIA.
Face the wall.
What's he like?
OK.
Don't talk about back home, though.
I thought he's from London? Talk Arabic.
He's got a real problem with Brits.
America, you keep on your aerial bombardments in Sham,
which keep striking our people.
So, it's only right we keep on striking the necks of your people.
Stay on him, bruv. He's watching.
Cut.
Where in Britain?
Er, London... Er, Wembley.
What was I supposed to say?
It's how he gets them to be quiet for the camera.
He tells them he won't actually do it,
it's just to get the governments to pay up.
He keeps bringing them here and nothing happens?
They get used to islam, when the real time comes...
Kafir, Kafir come here!
Kafir! Kafir! Kafir!
Abu Hassan! Abu Hassan al-Brittani!
Kafir! Kafir!
Kafir!
What is it? >
Hurry up, you're embarrassing me!
Isaac...
Umm Zubair, Allah has given you a great reward.
Assalamu alaikum. Wa alaikum alsalam wa rahmatullah.
So, you're working for the CIA?
No.
They don't just torture people for no reason.
They found dollars in my house.
Yes, I know.
Everybody has dollars here.
So, what do they want? They want nothing.
I told you, their eyes are on me because I helped my wife escape.
What is it?
Come on.
Stop!
What's going on? Tell me!
Keep your voice down. We're leaving.
Leaving? What do you mean?
Leaving Syria. What?
No way! It's really simple...
No! Isaac, listen to me...
What about our stuff?
We don't need stuff. We just need each other.
Look, I'm telling you, it's time to go.
But there's no way this is going to work if you're against it.
Fine. I don't want to go.
But I do, for really good reasons... What reasons?
There isn't much time,
so I'm asking you to trust me.
But it's up to you.
You decide.
We stay, or we go.
You decide.
So, why did you come to Syria?
To answer Allah and his messenger.
My brother was here.
He died at Kobani.
I wanted to find out what happened to him.
And did you?
Yeah.
He was beheaded as a traitor.
At a time of Kobani?
What?
You shouldn't believe everything they tell you.
Some of the first Mujahideen were unhappy when they were made to stop
fighting Assad and fight their own friends in the resistance.
They tried to leave.
There were executions every day in Raqqa.
This happened at a time of Kobani.
Well, how did they die? Did you see them?
Come on. Where?
Come on where?
We can't cross now.
We need to find somewhere to wait till dark.
I understood that Hamid, he was always looking for a fight.
But you? What kind of example have you set your sister?
And Ziyad, he would follow you anywhere.
Ziyad is dead, Abu.
Then shame on you.
You led him to his death.
His poor mother.
Fear Allah.
Fear Allah!
No, you fear Allah. The Khalifah has been declared.
And it is relying on every Muslim to make Hijrah, it's not optional.
What about your duty to your parents?
Or do you just follow the bits of the law that suit you?
Jihad is conditional on the consent of your parents.
I'm not a child, Abu.
And unlike you, I know my din.
Oh, you know your din?
Britain gave your mother and I sanctuary.
On my knees, I give thanks to Allah that my children were born
in a land of safety.
Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine my two sons would turn
their back on the very country that gave us refuge.
Have you no honour?
You disgrace me.
I'm sorry, Abu, this is pointless.
I'm not coming home, that's it.
End of.
It's good to see you.
But you best be on your way.
Your mother...
she cries herself to sleep every night, Jalal.
I'm sorry, that's not my problem.
Have you spoken to the police?
Listen to yourself.
How do you think I got out?
They have our passports.
We're watched every minute of the day.
Of course I've spoken to them.
I would rather he was alive in a British prison
than dead on a battlefield in this godforsaken place.
Don't worry, he can go home.
What about when we get to Britain?
We'll show our passports like everyone else.
They'll arrest us. No, they won't.
They will. How do you know?
Shit.
Stop! Stop!
No!
Here we are,
burying a British crusader in Darna,
eagerly awaiting the arrival of the rest of your armies.
Come.
Come on, we're waiting for you.
Cut!
Hi.
"Standing for an hour in the ranks of battle
"is better than standing for 60 years in prayer.
"Brothers of Islam, come to the defence of your religion."
I think most judges would agree that that's encouragement to commit,
prepare or instigate acts of terrorism, don't you?
Look, you're missing the point.
I'm not denying I posted that.
I'm not denying I was involved.
I've changed my mind and I'm offering to say so.
I've been there. People will listen.
Isis thought it was worth putting me online...
and I'm offering to do the same for you.
Don't you want my help?
Thank you.
We had a different kind of help in mind.
What do you mean?
You keep your opinions to yourself and you go home
and, every so often, we have a little chat
about what people are saying in your community.
And if I say no?
Eight years is about the average.
Of course, Isaac gets fostered.
OK, I've already gone on the line for you this time, bruv.
You have one last chance to come back from this, OK?
After that, the law takes its course.
What do you mean? What chance?
Don't let me down, bruv.
Mask.
This spy has to pay the price for your actions, America.
Him and his family are going to suffer...
as you have made our people suffer.
No, no!
For all we know, you could be a sleeper.
Maybe they sent you back to plant a bomb in London.
You know what's funny?
Isis say I'm a traitor.
They'll probably send someone to kill me.
And you say I'm a terrorist and you want to lock me up.
Does it make you feel good being on the same side as them?
You want to stop them, then help us.
I can promise you it will be a lot more effective than
writing an article in The Guardian or whatever it is you're offering.
So either I spy for you...
or I go to jail and Isaac goes into care?
Isaac's already in care.
What we're discussing are the circumstances
under which he might be returned to you.
And if I agree, he will?
Maybe, in time.
You haven't exactly been a good mother, have you?