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All I ask, is for you to wake it.

Just long enough for me to take just what I need.

- This is about a child. - I shit you, Pym.

- I shit you out. - Before things get too convivial...

Show me the book. Your face in the picture. Stick out your tongue.

Close your left eye.

I'm taking Joy home. But I'm not giving you the book.

You don't have the right to do this just because it frightens you.

It should frighten you, too.

- Yes! - Yes!

If we get this right, it's easy money.

Iris Nixon killed my guys.

We pop them both and pin it on Nixon.

If you just wanna farm clicks and call it journalism,

go ahead, do it.

After all this time in hiding, Iris, why come forward now?

I need to leave behind a record of what happened and why.

- Fancy some breakfast? - Yeah.

Charlie mustn't wake.

Can't believe we did it.

Keep thinking it's a trick. Keep thinking I'm gonna look down,

be in my underpants and then I'll wake up

and it'll be last Wednesday, and everything will all still be shit.

OK, let's get this bit over with.

This is it? This is the password?

Technically, I think it's actually an Activation Sequence.

Once it's decoded.

It's extraordinary, isn't it, really?

All this for one line of characters in the diary

of a seething great bedlamite.

Except he's a bit more than that, isn't he?

Or none of us would be here.

You know, you're absolutely right.

And I should say, Cameron, this was very nicely played.

Well, it was all down to Joy, really.

I can't tell you what this means. To me. My chairperson.

The entire executive, really.

It means "apologise to Joy for being a bell end" is what it means.

Cameron, when do you arrive?

Well, I think Joy's hungry. We might stop off for breakfast.

Lovely. OK, well let me know when you're close. Alright?

And, Cameron...

thank you again.

Done!

I suppose what happened is, a few days ago,

I was basically kidnapped.

This bloke called Cameron, he took us to this massive base.

There was a policeman...

he was quite badly beaten.

I don't know his name.

Badly beaten by who?

I think they were technically detectives.

Judas.

Where is she?

She's over there.

Iris?

Did you know the oldest cave paintings in the world are of a pig?

Uh... No.

35,000 years later and we are still drawing pigs on walls.

It's like we've got this species-level compulsion

to store data.

Right. Are you OK?

Like, I mean, 'Marco and Roberta forever.'

Except they knew it wasn't forever,

right, otherwise, why bother writing it down?

What they're actually saying was: Marco and Roberta for not so long.

Marco and Roberta for one summer.

Or until Marco crashes his car into a tree

or Roberta breaks his heart and leaves.

Which means: "Marco and Roberta were actually here.

They existed in this moment in time.

Because if they don't preserve it, it would be carried downstream

into infinity until it's gone forever.

That's the bleakest thing I ever heard.

And I've got the early Cure albums.

They made a record of an event

that nobody would've known about otherwise.

That's not bleak.

That's journalism.

You see?

That is actually...

Yeah. Yeah, I can see that. That makes sense, actually.

Good. Because it is time to make your mark.

Two seconds To midnight.

Get the truth out there.

About Cameron. About Jensen.

Charlie Big Potatoes. About the people who died for it.

And who killed for it.

- Including you? - Including me. The whole truth.

Scorched Earth. Upload it to your channel.

Get famous. Write a book. And let someone else stop Cameron.

Police. Intelligence services. Whoever.

What about you?

- I don't matter. - I'm not having that.

- Of course you do. - Listen.

What these people are doing is next-level dangerous...

OK, and they need to be stopped.

And I'm not gonna be the one who does it. Not anymore.

So it's down to you now.

I failed, but you imagine.

Alfie was here.

- Fuck it, then. - Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

- Yeah. - Let's do it.

So how long's this gonna take?

This is the bacterium the password's coded against.

Five million base pairs in the sequence.

We don't know the starting point, so we need to brute force it.

- Best estimate? - Minutes.

Outstanding.

Except... it's a two-level code.

Meaning?

We need to decipher the top-level first.

Work out what all the circles and squiggles signify.

And how long will that take?

Hours. Days. Weeks? Who knows?

Fine.

I think I'll take Professor Lind for some fresh air.

Maybe that will help.

For fuck's sake.

Hello, you fucking abomination.

What?

Just thought you'd be a vegetarian.

Why?

Cos you look like a vegetarian.

Why?

Cos you're wearing vegetarian trousers.

That's so stupid.

Is it her?

Are you gonna answer it?

I don't know.

You're right. I should. Hello, Iris.

Just a second.

You should eat.

- I feel a bit sick now, actually. - You chose a side.

It's not a coin you can unflip.

Sorry about that. Can you hear me OK?

Well, you sound like a prick. So I can hear you fine.

How are you? You don't sound like yourself.

Oh, no, this is definitely me.

There's no getting away from that, actually. How's Joy?

Oh, she's really good, she's having breakfast in an Autogrill.

Oh, that sounds nice and normal.

I actually miss a bit of normal.

Me too. You can't beat a bit of normal.

For what it's worth, I do wish things had worked out differently.

Well, it's a big universe. Somewhere it did.

Yeah, look at us

All those realities and we get ourselves stuck in this one.

Listen. The reason I'm calling.

Concession speech?

There's more that unites us than divides us.

It's a far, far better whatever than thingy?

- You wish. - Oh, dear, thought not.

I'm giving you an opportunity.

How exciting. To what?

Take an axe to the device.

Kill it. Don't let it wake.

Or you'll what? Hold your breath until you're sick?

I will destroy you.

Oh, for God's sake. Listen to Shiva the Destroyer.

You know what happens if you keep this up.

- Bring it on. - And the people that helped you?

Nico Casterman? Alfie Bird?

Yes, I know their names. What about them?

Fuck them.

But you know the Money runs on fear.

Which means punishing betrayal.

They'll go scorched earth.

They won't just kill YouTube tosser and the other one.

They'll murder their families. And their friends. And their children.

They'll set fire to their fucking dogs

and impale their cats on bamboo spikes.

Let them burn. And you too.

Fuck you all.

So that's how it is?

How is she?

Oh, she's a funny old sausage, is Iris.

She doesn't feel things the way the rest of us do.

She can make you believe she does, but she doesn't really.

So you mustn't feel bad about upsetting her.

I think she's basically un-upsettable.

She thought that it was funny, in a weird way.

She was laughing about it. She says "hi", by the way.

Yeah.

I don't know!

What happened over the last few days is I was basically kidnapped.

This bloke called Cameron, he took us to this massive base.

There was a policeman, he was quite badly beaten.

I think they were technically detectives...

but... well, most of the blood was theirs, so...

What?!

Set up a perimeter and gather up all the information you can.

Commander Bruni, you're not going to like this.

So...

Speed cameras picked this up.

Casterman with Nixon?

Boss, there was no way to know.

I should have known.

Boss, over here.

Drones record flight data...

which includes the GPS location of the drone's operator.

Here it is.

Alfie Bird and Iris Nixon are less than ten kilometres away.

Let's go.

Drive fast. Break laws.

Wake up, Nico.

I heard what she said to him.

"Fuck them!

Let them burn!"

She was lying! It's... It's her thing!

It's... It's how she does stuff!

It doesn't matter if she was lying or not.

Because Cameron Beck wasn't.

So that's it?

Yeah, we... we just sod off home, have a Pot Noodle?

Forget any of it ever happened? Charlie Big Potatoes.

Murdered scientists! Corrupt police! Cameron bloody Beck?

Nobody's forgetting anything.

Because Teo is dead...

..and I'm going to make sure the right people are punished for it.

- But we need to do it the right way. - Being what?

We contact Interpol.

We need to provide evidence that's on your laptop.

Footage of Joy Baxter making her statement about Teo.

Her abduction by Cameron Beck.

That kind of evidence buys us government protection.

Interpol will bury it, we have got a duty.

People need to know!

They will. In time.

When due process has run its course.

And who gets to tell them?

I see.

- It's all about the clicks. - Oh, fuck the clicks!

This is real!

And it... And it matters!

They'll kill you for it, Alfie.

Does it matter that much?

We need to get that laptop to Interpol. Now!

So we will have the device operational in a day or two at most.

So all that silence and sacrifice brought you nothing

but a lot of torment and... a little time.

Of course, you can save me a few precious hours.

Give me the activation code, Professor Lind.

The little girl is running out of time.

Wake the device, Jensen.

Help me do what has to be done.

You think it will serve you.

At first, it will appear to.

It'll seduce you by giving you what you long for...

...until the day comes when you realise...

...you are serving it.

I'm trying...

...to protect us.

No.

No. No. No.

No. No!

Clear. Three, two, one.

We're going for another cycle. Three, two, one.

So now you know how it feels to die.

What did you see?

Nothing.

Really? No communion with the dead?

No wife and child beckoning you into the beyond?

Good.

Because I'm not just gonna kill you once, Jensen.

I'm gonna kill you over and over again.

I'm gonna kill you every day.

I'm just gonna keep killing you and killing you and killing you

until you kiss my feet and beg me to let you stay dead.

Alpha Six, you are clear to land on Blue Alpha.

What's going on?

I don't know.

I mean, is everything alright?

- I think probably no. - Because it doesn't look alright.

Oh, don't be silly.

What's all this bollocks?

Oh, the device is our property, Cameron,

so my first priority should be its safety, no?

Yeah. No-one's going anywhere until we've ensured that everything is

as it should be. May I?

Mm-hmm.

Do you have any idea of the trouble you've caused us?

You strutting shit cunt?

Actually, do you know what?

- Leave him! - Joy! Stay back.

Let him go!

Get off him.

Joy!

Excuse me!

Just. Fucking. Don't!

Just. Fucking. Don't!

Let's go inside, then, shall we?

Lock them in the maniac's suite.

- Are you OK? - Uh-uh.

How long until we fucking find them?

We're not far.

One kilometre.

- How much longer? - It's not far.

- Shit - What? What?

Can you hear that?

Fuck, Alfie take this.

Up, up, up, up, up!

We need to call a truce. Bruni has found us.

- Yeah. Truce. OK. Good idea. - Come on.

Stay still.

Hey. Hey. Stop it, please!

Hey! Come on, stop!

Laptop. Come on!

What is happening?

How'd they find us?

Alfie, run!

What do you think has happened to him?

Jensen?

I don't know.

He's probably alright, more or less.

What about me and you?

Oh, we'll be fine.

Don't be scared.

One day soon...

you'll look around and you'll find yourself living your old life.

And all this will be something you don't talk about,

you don't really even think about.

And because you don't talk about it, or think about it,

it'll become less and less real.

Till the time comes, when you're my age...

...then it's just something half-remembered

that bubbles up in bad dreams.

I can't imagine being your age.

Nor can I.

- Does it hurt? - Oh, God, yes.

I haven't been in a fight since I was nine.

This is all her fault.

Iris.

Well, up to a point.

To be fair, I think she was only doing what she thought was best.

In her funny little way.

I don't understand, why she's so scared of it.

Charlie.

She's scared the universe might be more beautiful

than she can tolerate.

Who'd be scared of that?

Everyone, I think.

Stop, I'll shoot!

Guys. Guys. We've gotta stick together.

Nico, please.

They must be in here.

Good.

Let's flush them out.

I can't kill a cop.

I can't do it.

Okay, Vitto.

Hang back with the cars.

Claudia, Daniela,

check it out.

We're in. Go!

OK, come on

- Stay close. - Ready.

Get down!

Go! Hide.

Ronny, take the stairs. Go.

They're not here.

That bitch!

Forget about Nico, go after Iris.

We want her alive.

Two bars. We should call the police.

They are the police.

So what do we do?

Iris, there must be something.

Oh, shit.

I'm a cop.

I'm leaving. Let me go.

I'm sorry.

- Did you mean those things? - What things?

The things Nico heard you saying in the aqua park.

I don't know. Probably. I mean, what does "mean" even mean?

I don't think you meant it. Not really.

I think you were angry. Yeah.

Yeah. We've all said things when we were angry.

I'm so sorry, Alfie. I should never have dragged you into this.

- I should have just done it alone. - You couldn't have done it alone.

Well, it turns out, I couldn't do it at all.

So that's it? They get away with it.

Cover it up, bury us in a ditch?

I don't think they're gonna bother with a ditch.

Clear.

Go, go, go.

At least I was right about you, though.

You were 100 percent real.

Still am. For a few minutes, anyway.

Iris was here!

Shit! Shit!

Two bars! And you actually are here!

Two bars and I'm here what?

Two bars and you're here live

with 80,000 followers!

- We can live stream. - Shit.

Let's do it.

OK.

This is Two Seconds To Midnight. And I'm Alfie Bird.

I'm here with Iris Nixon.

And we need your help.

- Shit. I've got shit signal. - Fuck, come on.

Yes. Right, Ir...Iris and I are...

Well, we don't know exactly where we are, but we are being hunted

by corrupt police officers who want to kill us

to stop the truth coming out.

They are working for a man

called Cameron...

Dani, keep them pinned down. I'm going in.

You piece of shit.

Get up. Let's see what you've got.

I'll fuck you up!

Don't kill her.

On your knees. On your fucking knees!

Wait! Wait!

If it were any of us, Bruni would say the same thing.

We got into this for cash...

...and the cash is still there, waiting for us.

So we have a decision to make.

Which means we take a vote.

Who's for the money?

There's enough evidence on the laptop in here...

...to buy you official protection.

But lay low for now.

Till when?

Until I finish it.

Hello, Cameron. This is Two Seconds To Midnight.

And I am on my way.

We got co-ordinates.