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I failed selection.

You just focus on being
the best that you can be.

UN Human Rights
envoys have visited

the Rohingya Muslim
community in Myanmar.

The government there
doesn't recognise the Rohingya

and regards them
as illegal immigrants.

- You need to be with Molly.
- Georgie, people change.

I need to not see you.
Will you promise me that?

There'll come a time I'll
give them an order to move...

- Get out of the way!
-..and it'll save their lives.

Face it, we're better soldiers
than under Captain James.

Come in, Captain.

I'm requesting a transfer
from Two Section.

Why?

Cos you didn't keep to
your end of the bargain.

♪ Can you hear
the people marching

♪ Louder than the drums?

♪ Can you hear the people coming

♪ Louder than the drums?

♪ Can you hear
the people marching

♪ Louder than the drums?

♪ Can you hear
the people coming?

♪ This is our battlecry

♪ This is our battlecry

OK, so with this, you've just
got to dissolve this in water...

Ruby, you look done in.

Go and get some rest.

Cheers. How about you?
You've been up all night.

Yeah, I need to
check in with the CO.

You'll get some
sleep after that, yeah?

[ll try. See you later.

- Promise?
- Promise.

Once you've got the refugees,
they need to be taken to triage

or to open ward unit or the
isolation unit as needed, OK?

- Barsha?
- Yep?

We need to get all the
refugees' health records

that Mr Thakur
gave your husband.

Mr Thakur?

The refugee camp, the
Myanmar side of the border.

No, these people are
just fleeing their villages.

There are no organised
camps or health records.

I saw, he handed
him a bag. I saw him.

No one here has arrived
with health records!

These people are refugees
running for their very lives!

All clean. They're good to go.

Dirty stop-out.

Papers and ID, please.

Thank you.

Can just see you
as airport security,

twanging the rubber glove.

Creepiest fantasy yet.

Morning, Inspector.

After the bomb that
killed Captain McClyde,

we're searching every
vehicle going in, OK?

I'd expect nothing
less, Sergeant.

- Morning, sir.
- Long night?

- You wanted to see me?
- Yeah.

I erm...

I was gonna get
cleaned up first.

I'm your CO, Lane.

And that's all I am, OK?

I've got your transfer request.

And if you think I've put a
foot out of line, I'll forward it on.

But I can promise you
that isn't gonna happen.

There's a lot to do here.

And we need you.

Inspector Chowdhrey's about
to brief me on the investigation.

Join us?

Yes, sir.

Inspector Chowdhrey.

Captain. Corporal.

So we're working with the
CCTV images of the bomber.

We haven't been
able to ID him yet but...

we're following a possible
link to Myanmar narco activity.

Any theories as
to the motive yet?

Nothing solid.

But it's no secret I've been
tough with these drug runners.

I believe the traffickers are
now using the refugee routes

as an entry point for yaba.

So the bomb was aimed at you
and they want you out of the way?

It's possible.

But I'm also not
ruling out the chance

that it was some reprisal
from across the border

for our assistance
to the refugees.

But it's less likely.

For now, we're working
on the narco angle.

And how can we assist?

I don't know where to start.

The camp is at breaking point.

So many new children,
SO many unaccompanied.

Barsha told me
about the infant school,

that there's a spare building
that could be repurposed.

The plan is to use
some of it for overspill

and to make a
new school of sorts.

We need a new roof.

I'm more than happy
to put Two Section on it.

I'm very conscious of how much
Two Section have done already.

For me, my wife and my child.

If it wasn't for the remarkable
actions of Captain McClyde...

Let us just say...

it is my intention to honour his
sacrifice every way that I can,

starting by bringing
his killers to justice.

Jump out of the
vehicle, please, Sir.

I'm just gonna search
you. Is that OK?

Lift your arms up.

Spin round, please.
Spin round, yeah?

All right, mate, you can go.

Thank you.

Hold on. Hold on!

What's this? What's this?

- Get him round here.
- Come this way.

Come.

Round here, please,
sir. Round here, please.

What's this? What's this?

Yeah, open it up.

Hold on. What is it?

- It's Bangla. Bangla mod.
- What is it?

Bangla mod.

It's all right, it's moonshine,
in't it? Alcohol's illegal.

Keep it. Looks like you
could do with a drink.

Come back round
this side, please, Sir.

Come on.

You're good. You're
good, yeah. You're good.

Thank you.

What is it?

It's a betel nut. You chew it.

Nah, you're all right.

Don't be so
culturally insensitive.

It's a massive
insult to refuse it.

I'll save it for later, yeah?

- All right, guys, listen in.
- Corporal.

Right. You'll be assisting
the re-roofing of a local school

to be used for refugee children.

Boss.

We've also received intel
on possible narco activity

on the refugee routes.

So I want eyes on at all
times but no heroics, OK?

You spot anything,
you report it to me.

Do you think this is connected
to the bomb investigation, boss?

It's a strong possibility.

There's a working theory it was
a targeted assassination attempt

by drug runners.

- Let's crack on.
- Boss.

The guys are gonna get started.

They'll collect the materials
and head down to the school.

The rotavirus
vaccines have arrived.

Oh, brilliant.

- Are you all right?
- Fine.

No, not really.

I think it's the
lack of sleep but...

..I keep seeing that moment -

Captain McClyde running
- over and over in my head.

It could have been my husband.

- I'm sorry. I'm just tired.
- It's OK.

You know, Rathmal thinks
drug traffickers planted the bomb.

Men like that
don't just give up.

I keep thinking we should take
Sumon somewhere and go...

Barsha, listen to me.

They're not gonna get
away with what they did.

The people here need you.
You keep this place going.

I don't know what we
would have done without you.

We will catch them, you know.

Right, we need tarpaulin
and corrugated iron sheets.

The roof was smashed in three
years ago in cyclone season.

We want to make damn
sure it doesn't happen again.

Mother Nature is
one spiteful bitch.

Ruby, we're starting
vaccinations now.

OK.

Remember she's a southpaw.

You'll need
left-handed syringes.

Oh, right, yeah.

Don't forget the sky hooks
for the roof as well, yeah?

- What was that laugh?
- You got razzled and dazzled.

Razzled.

Good girl. Good girl.

You're very brave.

I work with big burly men and
you are a lot braver than them.

Here.

Good girl. Thank you.

Do you want one? Sit down.

Whoa, whoa! All right, Ruby.

Put her on the
bed behind me. Lift.

It's OK. It's all right.
Excuse me. Sorry.

Right, down, down,
down. There you go.

Her name's Maya. She's a
sex worker from the next town.

Maya?

Can you hear me? OK.

- Is she a refugee?
- Originally, yes.

But, understand, these
girls have no choice.

They're either forced into
it or offered it as a way out.

Maya, can you hear me?

She's got bad jaundice.

And hepatitis,
probably, from her job.

She needs antivirals -
not that we'll get any here.

Leave it with
me. I'll find a way.

Maya?

All right?

You need to do
better than that, mate.

Come on, you're
gonna have one soon.

I'm bricking it.
I'm crap with kids.

You've got to channel your
inner spirit of playfulness.

Why? Can't I just
buy it an Xbox?

All right, little man.
What's your name, then?

That's Sumon, Inspector
Chowdhrey's kid.

It's thanks to Bones
he's still got a dad.

Uh...thank you.

You're welcome.

More antivirals should
be delivered by tomorrow.

Great.

Is there no medication
available at work?

Not unless you
count cattle steroids.

I wish I were joking.

The curvier they are, the
more money they make.

It must be so tough.

At first.

They have ways to forget.

Yaba?

I heard the drugs
come through Myanmar.

Through the refugee routes.

Excuse me.

Maya?

Maya, do you know
who the smugglers are

or how they do it?

- I don't know anything.
- Maya, please.

Look...these men,
these traffickers,

I believe they killed my friend.

We need to find them.

I was thinking...

I wonder if it helps Bones's
wife knowing that he died

to save another kid's dad.

I still can't believe he's gone.

It's mad, bro. All that energy.

I dunno. Maybe he's up
there now looking down on us.

Yeah, or tearing strips off
St Peter for unpolished boots.

Mate, if he's up there,
God better watch out.

He'll be checking his breath.

"When did you last
brush your teeth?

I can smell the pen
and ink from here."

Probably got Jesus clean
shaven with a...crewcut by now.

Mate, he's only been gone a
week and I can feel the flab already.

No doubt he was a crazy bastard.

We're all still alive
because of him.

- Let's move.
- Come on.

There she is.

Georgie, we've
loaded the truck...

Shh, shh, shh.

What d'you reckon? Drugs?

Has to be.

Is that copper standing guard?

See which way that van goes.

- Follow it?
- No, see the direction it goes.

- Where are you going?
- Come.

What do you reckon,
man, shall we tail it?

She said just see
which way it goes.

Sod that. Come on.

Excuse me, Officer.

- Yes.
- Hi.

We're waiting for a delivery
on infant food supplies.

- Is there any sign of it?
- No, no, no.

OK, well, when it does
come in, let me know.

I'll be working by the clinic.

OK. Thank you.

- Yo. Hold on, hold on.
- No, don't.

I thought you took
the SF driver's course?

Took it, didn't say
I passed it, mate.

My mum drives better
after three sherries.

Sure it's one of my officers?

Yes, sir, I got
his lapel number.

Ahmed.

He clearly was aware of
what the men were doing.

The exchange of packages
- most likely to be drugs.

Damn it!

Sir?

I've had my suspicions
for a while now but...

I was very much
hoping that I was wrong.

This man will be arrested
and questioned immediately.

Thank you, Lane. That'll be all.

Boss.

Oh, come on.

Hey, yo.

- We've lost him.
- Oh, no, no, no.

I think we should just head
back to the school, yeah?

Do you reckon Bones would
have just let 'em get away, mate?

Come onl

Fingers, yo! Watch out!

Ohl Agh!

Fingers, get the
hell out of here, man!

Keep it moving. Keep it moving.

- I think we lost him.
- We're good, yeah?

Fuck! You all right?

Yeah, I think so.

Yo, you're bleeding.

Did you, or did you
not, see your officer

red-misted in front
of you last week?

Sir.

And did you not think that
chasing after drug runners,

who more than likely set that
bomb off, was not a good idea?

- Sir.
- Sir.

Irresponsible is not the word.

Liability is not the word.

We don't know who these
men are but they're capable

of targeting a
senior police officer.

They would have no compunction

in taking out a couple
of idiots like you two.

You've got a kid
on the way, Monk.

Do you want to
see that kid grow up,

or want to be a photograph
on your girlfriend's mantelpiece?

No, sir.

Right, then, piss off, get
cleaned up and get to work.

If I see you doing more
than shifting cement,

I'll be spooning you
into a body bag myself.

Move!

This building's now acting
as overspill accommodation

for the new refugees.

It'll be a schoolroom
during the day,

so this work needs
to be spot on.

If I see any shoddiness,
any cut corners,

you'll sleep in here and the
refugees'll stay in barracks.

Anyone got any
building experience?

- I have.
- Bivouac badge in Scouts?

Piss offl My
uncle's an architect.

Ooh!

What's yours, a car thief?

Anyone got any actual
building experience?

No.

All right, then, let's start
clearing this junk. Let's move.

To be fair, my uncle
has actually been inside.

- Well, suspended sentence.
- What for?

Trying to steal a penguin
from Wingham Wildlife Park.

- No fucking way.
- Its name was Barry. True.

Penguins have one of the
highest rates of homosexuality

in the animal world.

Loads of male couples. If
they can't find a spare egg,

they try and hatch a pebble.

How do you know so
much about gay penguins?

I saw this documentary.

Men drivers, eh?

Shouldn't be
allowed on the roads.

You all right?

No headache?

Nah, I'm fine.

I just wish the bastards
hadn't got away.

- Yeah.
- They killed Bones.

Here, get that down you.

What do you reckon he was
thinking, running with the bomb?

I dunno.

I think he knew he
weren't gonna make it,

couldn't lob it in time.

Yeah.

He knew he was gonna buy it.

Split-second decision.

Knowing you're gonna
be blown to oblivion.

And I can't stop thinking,
would we have done the same?

Or would we have
just stood there like...

dumb fucking farm animals?

Yeah, well... he
wasn't like us, was he?

No.

He was...mustard.

He died to save us lot.

And we've got to make
it worth it, what he did.

This is my favourite
part of the job,

working with NGOs.

Yeah? You ever thought about
joining them, jumping ship?

To be honest,
yeah, I have, yeah.

But I keep getting
pulled back in.

Army life does that to you.

You're close to your colleagues.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's this job, it's...

it's hard.

We spend all our
time together, we..

..watch our mates get killed.

It's intense.

Things can get complicated.

What about going
home... settling down?

I don't think everyone's
cut out for all that.

I never thought I would
settle down, have a family.

I was 28 when I met
Rathmal and had Sumon.

It's, in my mother's eyes,
positively an old spinster.

I envy you.

You and your husband out
here doing amazing work,

work that actually
means something.

But still having
a home... family.

Yeah.

We are lucky.

I'm sorry about Ahmed.

It must be hard...

..having a corrupt
policeman in the system,

not knowing who you
can and can't trust.

You know what's hard?

Keeping 50,000 refugees alive

in the face of a
global indifference.

Ahmed is just one bad apple.

We can't let his actions
detract from the work we do.

Yeah.

What do you need, Brains?

Grab us that hammer in a minute.

Bleugh-bleugh-bleugh!

Yeah.

Hey, hey, Chuckles Montgomery!

Aw, Monk!

Look like you're
having a fit, bro.

- Right, whatever.
- Aw, don't be mean.

He's just practising...

to be Stratford's shittiest
kids' party entertainer.

I would've thought if anyone
could muck about, itd be you.

I'm the youngest, all right?

None of my mates have kids. I
don't know what to do with them.

- Back to work, you lot.
- Sarge.

You know how you
make kids laugh?

Don't try so hard.

These kids can
smell it a mile off.

Like fear?

Mm. Hey!

Hey, come here.

What is that over there?

What is that? Ooh!

Take it. Take it.

Go on. You've got
to push these. Push.

It's yours. You can have it now.

Don't worry about it. It'll come
when you've got your own.

What if it don't?

What if I'm just a shit dad,

sweating over a Happy
Meal every Saturday?

The mere fact that you're
even worrying about it

means that you won't be.

You know, maybe I
should take a class.

Look, just be there.
Kids don't need much.

Believe me, you can
buy them expensive toys

and they'll barely go near ‘em.

Look, they just want
you to be around.

Do you miss 'em?

Yeah.

Every minute of every day.

The toughest part of the job.

Tell you, you won't
know what's hit you.

I look at these kids here...

..how much they need our help.

You know, 40 per cent
of these are orphans.

Your little one's got it made.

Two loving parents, and born
in the best city in the world.

Whoa.

You don't have to worry.

Before, I didn't mean
that all Bangladeshis are...

No, it's OK.

I can't deny there's an endemic
problem here from the top down.

There's a problem with
accountability in government

and it's affected
many other institutions.

All we can do is
continue to do our work

and try to help these
people the best we can.

Hey!

Mayal Shit.

- I need a doctor now!
- There are none till tomorrow.

Maya... Help me
get her to the clinic.

Coming through!

Move! Coming through!

- Is the airway clear?
- Clear!

- Pulse?
- Ready.

Right, get her on the floor
for resus. Watch her head.

- Maya?
- OK, calm down.

Maya, can you hear
my voice? Maya?

Maya.

Right, I need a saline drip.

- Maya, come on.
- Failing airway as well.

Barsha, take over, please.
Hold her head, hold her head.

Pulse is faint but racing.
BP through her boots.

Maya, come on.

Abdomen is rigid, which
means she's bleeding internally.

- What can we do?
- She needs a blood transfusion.

She might need surgery as well.

Please, Doctor. Doctor.

Please save my friend.

- Shit. The pulse is faint.
- Doctor, please!

She's arrested.

Right, I need a bag and mask!
Bag and mask now! Move!

Just keep talking to her, OK?

Just keep talking.

Bag, now!

Stay with us, Maya.

Bag.

She's gone. She's gone.

I'm so sorry.

Wait a minute.
She's your friend.

Did you see what happened
to her? Who did this?

The same person who
did this to your face.

Please, we need to know what
happened so we can catch them.

Please.

She should not
have spoken to you.

Is that why she was beaten?

Please don't ask me
to say anything else.

You not hungry?

What, for more rice? No, thanks.

I could murder a
really dirty burger.

Mm.

What about your stash of sweets?

I gave them all away
today at the school.

Aww!

You big softie.

I can't believe how
many of them are orphans.

Poor little sods.

You'll be taking one
of them home to Leeds.

I can think of worse ideas.

We could adopt one.

- We?
- Why not?

Could have, like, eight.

You can work and I can
be the house-husband,

baking cakes and stuff.

What?

What do I do, just chew it?

It's not a suppository, mate.

The poor girl.

There was nothing we could do.

She was bleeding inside, so...

No one could have
tried harder to help her.

I... 1 didn't get a
good look at the guy.

But it's connected to
the trafficking, I know it is.

She was being punished.

You should speak
to that officer...

Thank you, Corporal Lane.

It will be taken in hand.

Whoever did this
to her, we'll find him.

That I can promise you.

Lane.

You did everything
you could for her, Lane.

It wasn't enough.

You get some rest, OK?

It won't fucking come off!

- What won't?
- The betel nut.

That'll teach you for
being so culturally sensitive.

What do I do?

Maybe keep your mouth
shut fill the end of the tour?

I heard about
yesterday. That's rough.

Yeah, I know.

It's mad what these
people have to go through.

It's drugs trade mixed with
displaced, abused people.

It's a recipe for suffering.

It's connected to trafficking?

Yeah, it has to be.

They're questioning
the policeman in custody.

He must know something.

- The one we saw? Ahmed?
- Mm-hm.

- He's not in custody.
- What?

Not as of yesterday
afternoon, anyway.

I saw him pick up his little
boy at the school we were fixing.

They must have already
interrogated and released him.

Ahmed is our only
link to the traffickers

and very likely the
perpetrators of the bomb.

They know how important that
is. They wouldn't just release him.

We know trafficking's going on.
We can't be sure Ahmed's linked.

I saw him. He was
standing guard for them.

Lane. We have to trust that
Chowdhrey knows what he's doing.

I didn't want to tell you before

because I didn't want
to jump to conclusions.

When I was at the
border, I saw Chowdhrey

receive something
off a guy called Thakur.

He told me it was the health
records for the refugees.

Barsha said that these
records, they don't exist.

I think Chowdhrey's
lying to us, sir.

Come on, you lot!

Bones may be off your backs,

but that's no excuse
to look like mush!

Quicker, come on!

Push, extend!

That's it, Kalil.

Almost look like a soldier.

I want to see real effort!

I want to see washboard!

35 degrees and you still look
like the colour of rice pudding.

Racist.

That's it, you
lot, on your feet.

Morning, boss.

Richards, on me. Get
everyone else to stay here.

I want more bodies on the gate.

No one comes in or
out without us knowing.

- Brief you when I get back.
- Boss.

Is it about the bomb
investigation, sir?

Is that why you're
going to see Chowdhrey?

I can't say yet, Richards.

But you have got a lead on
the bastards who killed Bones?

You all miss him, don't you?

It's brilliant to have
you back, boss.

For what it's worth, I
think you do a bang-up job.

We're really glad you're here.

I want all vehicles searched.

Car, lorry, everything.

I want no excuses. You
come to me, understand?

Yes, sir.

Inspector Chowdhrey.

Captain James.

Just the man I
wanted to see. Come.

What happened to the
girl is simply unacceptable.

These people come
here to seek shelter

and find more
brutality than ever.

Your corporal acquitted herself
with the greatest distinction.

Is there any progress
with the investigation?

We'll be setting up a police
cordon outside the refugee camp,

searching all the trucks
that come in from now on.

Two Section can help with that.

Excellent.

Thank you again. Please.

And your officer, Ahmed.

Did you manage to get any
intel out of him about trafficking?

Not yet.

But he's refusing
to talk. But we will.

So he's in custody?

Of course.

Well, perhaps I
could speak with him.

That would be highly
irregular, Captain.

As I'm sure you're aware.

Well, I'll leave
you to your work.

Please do...keep us informed.

- Everything all right, boss?
- Everyone in the comms room.

- How's your gob?
- Hm.

It's still pink, then?

High Commission, now.

Change of plans today, guys.

We're not going
back up to the school.

I want you at the refugee
camp setting up a police cordon.

All vehicles entering
must now be searched.

What about the bomb
investigation, boss?

The following does not
leave this room, understood?

Boss.

As you're all aware,

we believe the bomb
that killed Bones

was planted by narco traffickers

targeting a senior
police figure.

We now suspect that
the police officer himself

is stonewalling the
investigation into the bombing

and colluding
with the traffickers.

High Commission are
seeking an arrest warrant

for the officer in question.

Until that happens, keep
eyes on for anything suspicious,

but no one does anything
that might raise the alarm.

- Is that understood?
- Boss.

Don't say anything to Barsha
but keep her in your sights.

Boss.

Full search, inside and
out, of every vehicle.

Check papers and
IDs of the drivers.

Anything suspicious,
you let me know. Clear?

- Sarge.
- Let's crack on.

Georgie.

It's about Maya.

Apparently she had a
child, a daughter in Bhulna,

where the brothel is.

They've been living
with Maya's madam.

Can we get her out?

That's what I was
hoping you'd ask.

Two Section.

I can get you the information
you need, a translator,

but they will
need to be careful.

Maya's likely to have
left a debt unpaid

and the madam will
think the child is collateral.

Hold that.

Whoa, excuse me!
There's a queue here.

Inspector Chowdhrey.

Very pushed for time here,
Sergeant. If you don't mind...

Monk, Richards, Fingers, on mel!

- Goon.
- He's clear.

Cheers.

So we're getting her out?

I'll give you the
directions to the brothel.

Richards, you'll be driving.
Ruby, you provide medical aid.

God knows what
state she'll be in.

You'll be accompanied
by an NGO interpreter.

- OK?
- Hang on. You're coming too?

No, there's something
I've got to do here.

- The boys have gone to Bhulna.
- Great. Thank you.

Your husband just in?

Yeah.

What was it? News
on the investigation?

No. Er...nothing, just
domestic arrangements.

He seemed tense.
You do too, actually.

It was a quarrel about whose
turn it is to buy the groceries.

Now, if you don't mind, I
have a mountain of paperwork.

Yeah.

He came in about 20 minutes ago.

He came to see Barsha
and he left very quickly.

He's not just stonewalling.

He's bent.

- So he is corrupt?
- Yeah.

So why was he the
target of the bomb?

Don't know yet.

Maybe some kind of dispute

or perhaps he made
one mistake too many.

They've issued a
warrant for his arrest.

But he's not at the station
and we can't get hold of him.

He's been tipped off.

All right. Let's do this.

You stay with the Jeep.

But don't drive it. I
want it back in one piece.

Guys, keep your
eyes open for 35A.

Sorry, sorry.

Sorry, sorry, Sorry.

- How you doing, sir?
- Sorry.

I'm good, thank you.

Do you know this...
Come with me?

It's not there.

No, no, no, excuse me.

Can you tell me where this is?

No women, no women. Where?

She says give her some money.

OK, this for this.

OK?

She said follow her.

She'll lead the way.

You'll work with Bangladeshi
Special Forces to bring him in.

If he crosses the border into
Myanmar, we won't see him again.

- Understood?
- Boss.

I need you to speak to Barsha
and find out what she knows.

I doubt she'll help us
arrest her husband.

Tell her it's either us
or the drug runners.

They tried to kill him once, now
they've even more motivation.

Boss.

Come with me? Come?

We're working fo
locate Chowadhrey.

Looks like he's done a bunk.
Eyes on for any sign of him.

- Barsha.
- I really have a lot of work.

I know you weren't
arguing about groceries.

I'm sorry?

His colleagues can't find
him. Where's he gone.

I... 1 don't know.

He's been lying to us
and he's been lying to you.

He let Ahmed go because
he's protecting him.

He's involved with
the traffickers too.

- That's ridiculous.
- I'm sorry, Barsha.

But he lied to
my captain's face.

You don't know
anything about him.

Perhaps he had his reasons.

Maybe he gave a loyal
officer the benefit of the doubt.

I saw Ahmed working with
the traffickers. There's no doubt.

Your husband is protecting
him cos he's working with him too.

I have work to do.
People need my help.

Barsha, please.

Help us find him
before it's too late.

Think about it. Why else would
your husband let Ahmed go?

Maybe Ahmed turned a
blind eye to a few yaba pills.

Maybe Rathmal didn't
want to destroy his life...

for one mistake.

This isn't about a few
pills. They killed Maya.

Innocent people are dying.

Your husband knows all this
yet he still lets him go. Why?

Rathmal was the
target of that bomb.

If he was in on this, why
would they want to kill him?

That's what I'm
trying to find out.

I know my husband.

I know, with
everything in my heart,

he would never let
innocent people die.

You saw the way he
was over Maya's death.

That was real.

Remember when I asked
you about the health records

that your husband
received from Mr Thakur?

We both know that those
documents don't exist.

Do they?

What's he said to
you? Where's he going?

He suggested we go
away for a few days.

A holiday.

Well, it's not exactly
a holiday, is it?

Where is he?

I don't know.

He... He seemed scared.

In there?

We're looking for a child,
a girl. Her name's Asha.

She says there's no Asha here.

Her mother Maya
used to work here.

A woman that brought
us said she'd know.

- Ask her...
- Ssh.

All right, I'm here to help.

Ask her where she is. All this
timewasting is getting on my...

- She says the child is hers.
- That isn't true, is it?

She's Maya's.

For God's sake, this
girl needs proper care.

We're not leaving
here without her.

Look, all right! Hold on a sec!

Here, Rolex.

You know Rolex? Very expensive.

For you, OK?

And we take the girl.

She says she eats
too much, anyway.

All right, come
on, give me the girl.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come, come.

All right, come on. Don't worry.
You're safe now. Come on.

- All right, Monk, wait.
- What do you need to do?

Just checks. Asha, look at me.

No obvious signs
of illness. Ahh.

Ahh!

A bit malnourished
but we'll sort that.

- We may need to get a shift on.
- Why?

Rolex had two Ls. Snide as.

- Shit!
- Come on. Keep going.

No, no, no, no. Come on.

Let's go.

Damn!

Move, move!

Where's Monk?

Come on, we're gonna
get you out of here.

Sorry, boss, no sign of him.

Looks like he may have
already crossed the border. Over.

Shit.

Roger that. Keep me in the loop.

I loved that watch.

- Submariner.
- It wouldn't survive a bath.

I knew it was a fake.

Her name - Asha
- it means "hope".

Isn't that...

[ll call it in.

Sorry, sir, Barsha
doesn't know anything

about where he could be.

Any intel from the SF guys?

What's happened?

Sorry, I just um...

I've just had a
phone call from home.

Is everything OK?

Yeah.

Molly thinks...and...

.lagree...

.that it's all a bit pointless.

What... What, she just called?

Yeah.

Bad timing.

What'd she say?

We finished it...

..me and her.

She said our relationship
needs to be put out of its misery.

Are you OK?

Well, she's right.

It's just... Well, I don't know.

When the axe finally
falls, you feel a bit...

Yeah, of course.

You must be in shock.

From what you had
and now... Nothing.

Charlie.

Listen.

What I promised you yesterday...

..about not crossing the line.

Nothing changes.

Whatever happens next, it's...

it's up to you.

Us.

Guess what?

Chowdhrey's been picked up.

The guys passed
him heading to Bhulna.

He was trying to get
to the border at Pulai.

Excellent.

Let's move.

- I've told you, Georgie.
- What?

How I feel.

We're both dealing
with our own things.

- What is it?
- I was worried for dehydration.

It's cholera.

Don't thousands of people die?

Any signs - vomiting,
diarrhoea, dehydration -

call them straight in.

We need to go to the police
station and get him to confess.

- I can't do that.
- Yes, you can.

- I won't make a statement.
- Why won't you?

Following vehicle separated.

This doesn't feel right.

Zero Alpha, this
is Alpha One Zero.

Vehicle has been ambushed.