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(SIREN BLEEPS)

OK, guys, looking for a suspect
in a white van,

possibly has a bomb in it.

Did Lawson say we're
not going back to base?

Yep.

-Yep, we're not or yep, we are?
-Not.

Alright, Leon,
what have you got for me?

Yeah, Lawson, I've done
a title search.

The property's owned by
a Oliver Ginsberg.

He's also the owner of a white van.
I'm sending out the rego now.

Alright, Leon. Look for any
possible grudges he might have.

Political affiliations,
ex-girlfriends...

I don't know, anything
he might want to blow up.

Yeah, will do.

You put ex-girlfriends under the
banner "things you want to blow up"?

Is that another tick?

-That's another tick.
-Don't squeeze it.

-Oh, that's the fourth one!
-Oh!

(LAUGHS)

So, Josh, where did
you sleep last night?

Did you also sleep in
a bug-infested, freezing, wet swamp?

LEON: Patrol car
just found a white van

dumped in the middle of Marshall
Park, West Melbourne.

Rego matches our guy.

Alright, Leon, tell those uniforms
to set up a perimeter

but to hang back, OK?

(SIREN WAILS)

Alright, let's fan out.

Alright, let's move in.

Clear.

Clear.

It's completely clear.

No driver, no bomb, Kerry.

Yeah, just tell him we've got
a suspect somewhere in the city

who may have a bomb.

We need emergency evacuation
procedures ready t...

Uh, no, no, no, we haven't
located a device, no.

A target? No. No, no.

OK. Yes, I understand. Thank you.

Look, Leon, can you get
something on this guy?

No-one's prepared to do anything
unless we've got something definite.

Yeah, he's just such a cleanskin.
I googled him - nothing.

-He's completely OTR.
-What?

Off the radar.

Well, do it the old-fashioned way,
you know? Make some phone calls.

Local pubs. Local cops. Anything.

-I could do that.
-There you go.

Thank you. Old school.

LAWSON: Right,
our search area is here,

down through here,
back up to here -

based on how far he'd get on foot
with that amount of material.

-How many kegs did he have?
-8. Maybe 10.

What if he transferred them
to another vehicle?

I've got Leon checking vision
on the car park.

Let's just deal with this set of
possibilities for the moment.

Didn't this guy
run you off the road?

Yep.

Well, how come you didn't see him?

Was going too fast
to get a good look.

But he was coming towards you.

Stell. Stell. Stella.

Maybe they were just too busy
taking down a licence plate.

(SIGHS) Didn't get a good look.

He passed right in front of you.

Ah, you didn't get
the licence plate.

You finished?

You didn't notice anything
about him? That's amazing.

The van ran us off the road.
We were driving in reverse.

(BOTH LAUGH)

That was one of Ginsberg's
old uni mates.

Says he's had no family in the
country since his wife left him.

-What else did you find out?
-OK.

He is an explosives expert,
retired mining engineer.

Well-liked, respected,

high distinctions in pretty much
everything at uni.

He could have been anything.

And then his wife left him
and he became a recluse.

And a terrorist - logical next step.

It's kind of sad, really.

-Maybe he doesn't even have a bomb.
-(PHONE RINGS)

Audrey speaking. Right.

Er, he's not here right now
but can you hold on a second?

-Why did his wife leave him?
-I can find that out for you QAAF.

-AUDREY: (WHISPERS) Kerry!
-Quick as a flash.

-It's International Acronym Day.
-Yeah, IAD.

-Yeah, nice.
-Really want to hear this.

OK. Inspector Kerry Vincent.

I want bath, beer,
chocolate, couch, DVDs.

Kerry, we've got nothing but
abandoned shopping trolleys here.

Right, just hang on a sec, guys.

I've got something here
you might want to hear.

Er, look, our man frequents a pub

that might be familiar to you,
Lawson, Josh.

You might even remember him,
though I doubt it.

Pig and Goose? Front bar? Last night?

Apparently you bought him
a drink, Lawson.

-Though I doubt you remember it.
-You were at the pub?!

Er, not sure what you mean, Kerry.

Oh, I've been just chatting
to a couple of girls.

Um, it's Marinda Boyle
and, um, Krystal Frankman.

Miss Frankman says that you had,
um, some - and I quote -

"pretty intense sex."

Whoa.

There's more. If you want more.

-Still there, Lawson?
-Yep.

Kerry wants to know
if you want to know some...

-No. No, I don't.
-You sure?

I've counted 10 ticks,
Michael slept with a sheep,

we froze our tits off
and you guys...

-Did Audrey say mining engineer?
-Er, yeah.

Mining engineer, retired.

Don't try and change
the subject, Josh.

(GATE SCRAPES OPEN)

-Lawson, you've got to get back here.
-LAWSON: Why? What is it?

He's under the city.
The bomb's under the city.

Kerry, are you getting this?

(SIREN WAILS)

LAWSON: Alright, I don't want anyone
within 100m of this entrance, got it?

OK. Leon, do we know where this goes?

I've got a map of all the tunnels
under Melbourne.

-Do you want them sent through?
-No, just talk us through, OK?

Right, let's go.

Hello. You must be Krystal
and Marinda.

Thanks for coming in.

Er, turn this way. Walk down here.

Have a seat. Can I get you anything?

-Is Lawson here?
-Er, no. He's out on duty.

-In uniform?
-I would hope so. Yes.

Listen, ladies, how well
do you know Oliver Ginsberg?

-Is Josh here?
-Oh, Krystal?

-No.
-Can I just ask...

No, Leon.

Er, Lawson, Bomb Squad
are on their way.

-Right, tell them to stand by.
-Yeah, where the bomb isn't, right?

-Not even sure if we have it yet.
-OK.

And, also, there's two
fine young country ladies

here waiting for you, mate.

Should I ask them to, er...to hold
tight in the locker room for you?

You reckon that sets off the bomb?

No, it's a stand-alone IED -
small, simple.

-What, just to stall us?
-Yeah.

You can step over it. Just leave me
here and I'll deal with it.

Alright. Let's keep moving.

He said it was an accident

but everybody reckons he just
burnt the house down himself

and wanted the insurance money.

Right.

Plus, his wife left him
and took the kids.

She left because
he got sued and couldn't pay.

-Sued by the insurance company?
-Yeah.

-Right.
-Sucks being him!

KERRY: Do you know what
insurance company this was?

-I'll look. I can...
-Hey, is that Josh?

Audrey, do you want to get
them into my office?

-You've got an office?
-Just get them out of here.

OK, guys, this way.

LAWSON: Hold up! A trip-wire here.

Attached to a shotgun.

Stand back.

Michael, clear.

Clear.

Weapon clear.

Jesus.

How many more of those
do you reckon there are?

Can't be sure. Keep your eyes open.

-(CLATTERING)
-Lawson?

Go. Michael, go with her.

Stop! Police!

MICHAEL: Cover him.

-OK, split up. I'll go down here.
-Yeah.

Leon, check the street cameras.

I'm on it.

-(PHONE RINGS)
-Hey, Aud, what's up?

I didn't get your usual
3am text message.

Er, yeah, no reception in the bush.

-And I didn't send one.
-How come?

Well, er, I wasn't getting
much of a response

and I figured I was starting
to look a bit stalkerish.

But I like what you write.

Really?

Yeah.

Er, so can I expect

an inappropriately timed
message tonight?

You'll have to wait and see.
(DISCONNECTS CALL)

So, what's the go?

The insurance company that sued
our man was HPL Pacific.

I wonder what that stands for?

Have they got an office in the city?

High Praise Leon.

STELLA: Insurance is a rort.

The amount you pay over the years,
you should put it all away,

one day you look under your bed -
you've got a million bucks!

Cafe.

Yuccas.

Bamboo.

Topiary. It's here.

Leon, wherever I am,
the bomb is here.

-Don't go near it. Where are you?
-I can't see it. It's under me.

It's underneath this courtyard. I'm
sure of it. Don't ask me to explain.

I'm on it.

Leon, where is it?

Sending it to you now.

Let me have a look.

That's back this way.

It's back this way.

You're getting very warm, Lawson.

-Back up. Back up. Just here.
-Hmm?

Right, Christian. Get back up top.
Tell the bombies where we are.

Yep!
(RUNNING FOOTSTEPS RETREAT)

-OK, I'll go first.
-Don't you always?

Too intense?

-And set...
-Yep.

Got it. Got it. Right.

Switch off your comms.

-Ooh.
-Shit.

13.

Let's get back up the top.

-Kerry, are you there?
-Yeah. Yeah, Lawson.

There's 13 sealed kegs.

Probably a remote-activated device.

Possibly an anti-handling
mechanism attached as well.

I'm gonna send the images
through to you right now.

Hey, listen, if they are
full of ANFO,

we've got a serious problem
down here.

Right. Let's move out.

Yeah, it's Inspector Vincent again.

Look, we need a full evacuation
of A'Beckett Street

and surrounding buildings.

Yeah, yeah,
we've located the device.

Josh, I need you to hold
for the evacuation.

How many kegs do you reckon it'll
take to bring down this building?

Depends what's in them.

I blew up a minibus with a container
the size of a footy.

Blew it 20 feet in the air.

You really need a hobby.

Lawson, Bomb Squad's here.

You're kidding.

-Oh, my God.
-DOM: Hey, Lawson.

-Dom.
-How are you doing?

-Yeah, good.
-Well, good.

Look at you guys.

HPL Insurance accounts department
are a tenant in this building.

OK, Josh, we've got a building
on the street.

It's number 310.

Yeah, I'm looking at it.

OK, HPL are on the fourth floor.

On our way. Michael!

Alright, 13 kegs all wired together.

There's an aerial there
and a mobile phone.

Yeah, and the way he's stacked
them adds pressure.

So the fertiliser's
stacked inside the kegs

and the kegs are stacked
in an enclosed space.

Yeah. Like a Russian doll.

-Babushkas.
-Baboom!

Do we assume that he knows what
he's doing? That's the question.

Well, didn't look amateur to me.

-What?
-Nothing.

It's good to see you, that's all.

Lawson's the one who said
that no-one would ride with me

and that's why I had to leave.

Now looks like you've got
someone to ride with, Dom.

Yup.

Hey, Kerry.

He looks well.

-This fella's done his homework.
-He's found that sweet spot alright.

Room and pillar.

-What's that?
-This guy's a genius.

-Roman pillar?
-Room and pillar. Mining technique.

When they retire a mine,

they set a blast in the rooms
that they've been mining.

The explosion brings down
the soil above it,

making the mine safe.

Even a relatively small blast,
dislodge this support pillar

and bring down this entire building.

KERRY: Josh, I want a quick
assessment of the situation

then I want you out of there.

Yeah, alright.
Just gonna have a look.

MAN: This is a bit different,
isn't it?

Bit more difficult
to ignore my calls.

(QUIETLY) OK, we've got hostages
on the fourth floor.

Any sign of Ginsberg?

Stand by.

-POLICE! Get down on the ground!
-Hold it.

Police! Get down on the ground.

Back up, back up.

Oh, careful, Officer.

If you shoot me I might have to
let go of this little button here.

Sir, if you stay calm,
we can sort this out.

Oh, no-one's calmer than me.

Mr Ginsberg, is it?

-Oliver.
-Hi, Oliver.

Didn't quite catch your name.

I know him -
Josh the picture framer.

You must have a sore head.

My name's Stella Dagostino.

Well, Stella, I'll work with you to
reduce all unnecessary casualties

but I'm aware of the various
negotiating techniques you will use

in order to get me away
from what I want.

And I just want to tell you
it's not gonna work.

OK, well, all I want is to reduce
unnecessary casualties

so we're off to a good start.

Oh! You've achieved
a common ground with me.

Well done, Stella. Tick.

Next I expect you'll get your IT guy

to get a bit of personal
information about me,

use it against me maybe,

get me talking.

Well, we can cut out the IT guy
and you can just tell me yourself.

There you go.

Haven't you got robots
for this sort of thing?

White men can't jump, Shannon,
and neither can robots.

Like, booby traps, stairs...things.

Tommo, can I have a word, please?

What is it, Lawson?
We're just about to mountain up.

You can't seriously be sending Dom in
at the head of this operation.

I wouldn't send anyone else.

It's just that he's not
operationally safe.

In my opinion, Dominic's as safe
as a brick shithouse.

In fact, I think he's
a born again leader.

We were thinking of changing
our name to 'The Dom Squad'.

No-one's disputing
that Dom's a good bloke, OK?

Have you read his history?

He can't be trusted under pressure.

Well, if the issue is trust,
Senior Sergeant,

then it's yours, not mine.

-That went well.
-No point talking to him.

He thinks the sun shines
out of Dom's arse.

Look, we all make mistakes.

We just need to give him
a second chance.

Or not.

I don't care how much meditating he's
done. He's not right in the head.

-Kerry, we can't let this happen.
-Yeah, I know.

But there's not a lot we can do,
Lawson. It's Bomb Squad's call.

Lawson!

Got a spare suit here.

You, er, wouldn't mind being
our tour guide, would you?

Show us where those trip-wires are.

-Sure.
-Oh, great.

That'd be awesome...Lawson.

-Did you cut those girls loose?
-Mm-hm.

Krystal asked for
Lawson's phone number.

(CHUCKLES) Did you give it to her?

-No.
-Why not?

I figured he would have
taken care of that himself -

if he was interested.

Yeah. Maybe she's
too intense for him.

You see, I thought
he would be the intense one.

Could you guys grow up?

-Yes, Kerry.
-Concentrating.

LAWSON: Leon, switching
to low-frequency comms

that are safe to use
around the bomb

but I'll only be in contact with
Christian from here on in, OK?

Got to get onto
these release valves.

-What release valves?
-See, here, here and here?

These are manholes, drains,

electricity substations
and what have you.

We've got to open as many as we can
and it'll lessen the blast, OK?

-That's if there is a blast.
-OK. Shannon, that's you.

Right.

Don't worry about it.
My wife used to be like that.

Had no idea why.
Turns out she was jealous.

Probably had something to do with
your country shenanigans, mate.

Suits you, Lawson.

(CHUCKLES)

Michael, where are you?

I'm just on the other side of the
partition. I can see the hostages.

-Can you get through?
-Yeah. I think so.

-Just keep him chatting.
-Copy that.

Can we talk about those people
you're holding in there?

Oh, they're not people.

No, they're accountants and lawyers.

-Hey, Stella.
-Mmm?

I caused a little bit
of chaos out there?

-Not really.
-No?

No. Not at all.

There she blows.

Would you stop smiling, Dom?

It's a coping machismo.

Hey, what are you doing?

It's not gonna make
any difference, Lawson.

STELLA: How about we start
with the women?

Women and children first.

(SNIGGERS)

Like a sinking ship.

-Have you lost all hope, Stella?
-I haven't. No.

But that's up to you, I think.

Oh, no, no, no. See,
that's not exactly true.

See, I actually have
no control over this.

It's in the hands
of your colleagues downstairs.

What do you mean?

Is there another booby trap, Oliver?

Let me say this - even if they find
the right wire to cut,

doing so will set me off.

And that will almost certainly kill

all these not-so-innocent
people here.

As well as you and I, of course.

But then just say you or you

or one of your little snipers
up there take a shot at me,

then I release the dead man switch,

detonating the bomb downstairs,

killing all your colleagues

and bringing the entire
building down.

So, you see...it's us...

..or them.

And it's your choice, Stella.

I don't hold grudges anymore,
Lawson.

Just so you know.

I did but not anymore.

I've learnt that grudges
are smudges

on the portrait of your life.

-So where have you been?
-Healing.

I joined a group called Man Mark.

(LAUGHS) Yeah, I know.
I was the same at first.

-No. No, no. You're right.
-It really helped me.

I found a better way
to live my life.

Instead of living day to day,
I look at my effect on the world.

Spend a penny for your thoughts?

(SIGHS) It is brilliant.

It's all made from
your local hardware store,

definitely remotely activated

and, er, I take it the kegs
are packed with ANFO.

So, er, it'll definitely
bring down the building.

Reckon it might take down
the entire block.

But...I reckon I can defuse it.

Dom's got a nose like a hawk

when it comes to sniffing out
the right wire to snap.

CHRISTIAN: (ON RADIO) Lawson!

Christian, just hold there, mate.
Hold there. You're in range.

-What is it?
-(PANTS)

Lawson, listen to me.
You have to stop.

Do not attempt to defuse.

The two bombs are connected.

Defusing this one will detonate
the one upstairs.

OK, well, maybe you could tell us
what you do want, then.

Be glad to.

This company owes me $98,400.89.

That includes interest accrued
over the four years

since they sued me.

OK. Alright.

So you want your money back.

Yes. I do.

And I want one of these
accountants here

to go to the place where they keep
all the stolen money

and I want him to personally
get me my $98,400.89.

Alright, Oliver,
I need you to calm down.

I can do this for you
but I need to know

that then you'll let everyone go.

Sure.

Not only that,
I'll deactivate both bombs.

(QUIETLY) You guys get that?

Yeah, we did. Give me five.

So it's a "they picked
the wrong guy" gripe.

Or it's a TPTWG, if you like.

JOSH: Are Lawson and Dom out yet?

Er, no, Dom's talking
about moving the bomb.

-Michael.
-Yeah, just give me a sec.

OK. Shannon, where are you?

Yep, on my way.

KERRY: Yeah, could you
put me through?

We need some cash cleared
immediately.

No, that's too risky.

There's a signal between
the two bombs.

Tell them they're not to detonate.

The ECM would jam that signal,
activating both of the bombs.

Yeah, yeah, I'm here.

Yeah, found a spot.

-Can move them down there.
-We can't move them all at once.

No, but we can remove
a couple of these kegs.

They're all on separate detonators

connected to a main switch
in there, I'd say.

I'll just disengage one at a time
and make them safe.

If we lighten the load and
we move them out of this space,

it'll hugely diminish their effect

and it'll give Stella
a much bigger bargaining tool.

Christian, any progress?

Look, he's made a demand
and they're working on it.

Er, Stella, tell him
we can get the cash.

OK, Oliver, the company have agreed
to give you the money

on the condition that you release
all the hostages unharmed.

No. I'm setting the conditions,
Stella.

And I'll release everyone
from this terrible burden

when I have the exact money
in my hands

and a free passage out of here.

And I want one of these accountants
to bring it to me.

OK.

Duncan Smythe.

Duncan Smythe? Stand up, please.

Nice and slow, come towards me.
No sudden movements.

You're right.

-How much am I owed?
-I don't know.

-How much am I owed?
-Oliver...

-I don't know.
-Yes, you do. How much am I owed?

$98,400.89.

Say it.

$90,400...

Oliver!

You are going to have this number
etched into your brain forevermore.

(SHOUTS) $98,400.89!

OK. OK.

Get it. Get it!

Let's go, Duncan. Nice and quick.
Let's go.

Stell?

Yep.

Don't worry, Josh.

I won't blow anything up
until you get back.

Josh, I want you to escort this guy
down to the ground floor.

The money should be there soon.

(CLICK!)

(EXHALES)

Safe.

Just keep him talking, Stell.
I'm almost there.

Oliver, tell me what happened?

Keeping me talking, Stella?

Hope you're not up to something.

I just want to know why
you'd do something so...

What, so desperate?

You know, I don't really want
to get into that right now.

But suffice to say, this insurance
company ruined my life,

and insurance companies aren't
exactly my favourite entities.

Gonna have to agree with you there.

For all the money
that we spend on insurance,

we might as well put it
under our bed.

I'm not going back up there.

You can't make me -
I've got four kids.

I'm sorry.

Alright, fellas, take him.

Listen.

When that accountant gets back,

I want him to apologise to me
on behalf of the entire company.

Is that clear?

If that helps, sure.

Yes, it does.

And then I will leave my vest here

and then when I'm safely away,

I will send a signal from my phone
to defuse both bombs.

(CLICK!)

That's safe.

It's like a sauna, isn't it?

You're losing pounds by the second.

Great.

I reckon I can get rid
of a couple more

and then these two, we'll
have to shift them as they are.

All I want is for everyone
to get out of here.

Yeah, you've made it perfectly
clear what you want, Stella.

No casualties.

Hope your compliance isn't a cover
for something more sinister, Stella.

I've come to trust you.

Oliver, believe me,

giving you the money and getting
everyone out safely -

it's a good day for me.

LEON: Money's on its way, Stella.

-What's this?
-It's your money.

-Where's the accountant?
-He's not coming back. He's got kids.

You want your money?

My single instruction,

my only request,

was that the accountant
Duncan Smythe

bring me my money!

That is not a difficult instruction.

He's not coming back.

That's not even their money, is it?

Eh?

No, it's police money.
It's government money.

My intention was to reclaim
the money that was taken from me

FROM THE PEOPLE WHO TOOK IT!

This is insulting.

I'm sorry, Oliver. We can't force him
to come up here.

No, no, no, no! You lied, Stella!
You lied!

-I can't force him to come up here.
-This was easy.

-Oliver! Oliver!
-Oliver!

-Oliver, stop! Drop your weapon!
-Oliver! Drop your weapon now!

DROP YOUR WEAPON!

Christian, tell Lawson
to get out of there.

-Lawson, you have to get out now.
-What?

I've just gotten word
things have gotten bad upstairs.

-Dom.
-OK, we move the bomb first.

Take these two together.

The guy's losing it, alright?

-Any second, he could initiate.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah, copy that.

One, two, three.

STELLA: Oliver, look at me.

Oliver, listen to me.

This could have been so simple.

I asked you for one thing!

I'm so sorry, Oliver,
but he has nothing to do with this.

OK? He was working independently.

He was doing his job.
That's all he was doing.

Now, we got you your money. You can
trust me we got you your money.

Nothing has changed.

Just a tick, fellas.

That's good. That's it.

Nothing has changed here.

You're right.

Nothing's changed.

Oliver!

Oh, Christ!

Covering!

Get out! Get out!

WOMAN: Run. Down here.

(OLIVER CHUCKLES)

Let go. Let go.

-Got it?
-Yep.

Oh, dear.

Something's happened.

Someone must have moved my bomb.

What does that mean?

It means you're all safe
up here with me.

-Christian, are you there?
-There's been no explosion.

-Christian.
-Kerry, they're moving the bomb.

Tell them to get
out of there - now!

-Lawson, get out NOW!
-Yeah. On the move, on the move.

Dom, let's go.

-What's going on, Dominic?
-I heard a click.

And I felt it.

Meaning?

It means that this keg
has an anti-handling device

and...I just triggered
the firing mechanism.

If I move my hand, I'm dead.

We're all dead.

How do we defuse it.

(GIGGLES)

I actually have no control
over either of them now.

They engaged the anti-handling
device that overrides my signal.

Any reason why we can't clamp it
or tape it down here?

Depends how sensitive it is.

I've seen firing mechanisms released
by a millimetre.

Like some water, mate?

Last meal?

Come on, don't worry.
We'll get you out.

-JOSH: Alright, everyone else out.
-STELLA: What about you?

I'm gonna find out
what I need to know.

-Josh...
-GET OUT!

Can you scratch my nose?

-Here?
-Yeah, thanks.

(SCRATCHING)

It's funny, isn't it?

Here I am trapped under a bomb
that'll probably end my life

and I couldn't be happier.

Gigi - she's happy, she's healthy.

Sandrine's talking to me again.

We're doing quite well, actually.

And I'm doing what I love.

It's a pretty strange thing
to love, mate.

Yeah, but you know
what I mean, Lawson.

When you think about it,

I've got everything
that I could want.

Your right hand's OK. It's your left
hand that's on the trigger.

The bastard's covered all his races.

Start talking.

Do you realise how little
I have to lose, Josh?

I'm gonna do this on my own, boys.

Tommo, just give us those cutters.

Yep? (SIGHS)

Look, maybe I'll defuse it, maybe
I won't. But it's the only way.

It's not right, Dom.

(DOM SIGHS)

Hey, there's no use losing
two of us, Tommo.

And besides, I don't want your Tina
coming after me in the afterlife.

The only way to minimise casualties
is for me to do it alone.

Nah. I'll do it.

You just point me towards
the right wire.

You're not reading me, Lawson.

Now, now that it's armed,

I'm not even sure that cutting
the wire will even work.

Dom, I'm staying.

If anyone's staying, it's me.
Bombies stick together.

Dom, please let me stay.

No, Tommo. You've got
the most to lose.

I've got nothing, OK? Now, piss off.

If she blows, Tommo, I want you
to be the one to tell Sandrine.

So I don't want you here, OK?

Kerry, Josh is still
up there with Ginsberg.

-You left him up there?
-It was an order.

Get up.

Turn around.

(KNIFE SCRAPES)

(SNAP!)

Take it off.

Do it yourself.

DOM: Hey, Tommo!

I'll see you out there.

Get the Bomb Squad up here.

Explosive device
is in the back corner.

Would you like to escort
me down, Stella?

See ya, Oliver.

You ready?

Um, I need my phone.

-What? Now?
-Mmm.

-Won't that set off the bomb?
-No.

Lawson, I need to speak to Sandrine.

Before we do this.

-Can you hold it?
-Yeah. I'm fine.

(SOFTLY) OK. OK.

Just...

Well, don't move.

(LAUGHS)

Dom. Shit!

DOM!

-DOM!
-(BOOM!)

What happened?

I have to go and see Sandrine.

I'll drive you.

Hey.

Look, I need you guys to head into
headquarters, give your statements,

and then I want you back at the base.

Is Lawson OK?

Oh...he's fine.

-CHRISTIAN: Can we talk to him?
-Look, I think just leave him be.

-He'll probably catch us later.
-Was, er...

Did Lawson say whether or not
it was an accident?

Of course it was an accident.

Hey, look, I just think we should,
er, stop speculation

and leave it to the investigation.

I want you in contact with me
all the time.

Let's go.

Do you want me to come in with you
when you talk to Sandrine?

No, it's something
I've got to do on my own.

What are you gonna say?

I'm gonna say that...

..he was happy.