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Don't tell me we've the only medic
who can't stand the sight of blood.

Bashira? That's a lovely name.

I'm Molly.

Molly?

That kid is spotting for the
Taliban and reporting back.

- Man down!
- That's Smurf!

Sir, he's losing
blood. I can get to him.

Molly!

I was a dickhead.

I'm telling you, I've
learnt a big lesson.

I'm gonna come back to you.

- Well done, Dawes.
- Thank you, sir.

You're an excellent medic.

You're proving yourself.

Bashira.

You dropped this at the
market. I've been chasing you.

- Thank you.
- That's all right.

That's what we're here for.

- Sang Chill Bazi?
- Yes.

Sang Chill Bazi!

Come on, then.

Right, last time you beat me,
so this time the revenge is mine!

Right.

I'm rubbish at this.

Ah, you beat me again!

I tell you what, the
winner gets a sweet.

These are peng. My mum
sends these from London.

Peng?

Take these for Ron.

Later on!

I'm teaching you proper
good English here, Bashira.

See, me and you,
we're soul sisters!

- Sisters?
- Yeah.

Better get off to school.
You're gonna be late.

I was always late...

I spent more time writing
in the late book than

I did in all my other
lessons put together!

School.

My father say no school.

Why would he say that?

Dawes!

Excuse me a second. When did Her
Majesty die and make you the Queen?

Sir?

You are not in charge.
You do not wander off.

Sorry, sir. I's just...

- Know how much danger you put yourself in?
- She dropped her scarf...

So you risked your
life to pick it up?

Sorry, sir. It's just that
she's become my friend.

You do not involve yourself
in the lives of the locals.

They must not become dependent
on us in any shape or form.

- Understand?
- Yes, sir.

More importantly, don't
put yourself in jeopardy.

War Rages On

♪ The war rages on

4 You'll be at my
side ♪ Through it all

4 Through hardships unseen

♪ We still survive

♪ Fortified

This dust is like smoking
40 fags a day, man.

So with the 40 you actually
smoke, that makes 80.

Yeah.

I probably should
quit, shouldn't 1?

Look who it is. Our very own number
one cockmuppet is back on the firm.

- Hey!
- All right, shitheads!

Right, who wants to
see my rusty bullet hole?

Fingers first!

Molls, you wanna cop a feel?

It's a shame he didn't shoot you in
the head, put us all out of our misery!

Proper rinsed, Smurf.

Oh, so she's flavour of
the month now, is she?

Yes, "she" is. Deal with it.

Glad to have you back.

I can't tell you how
glad I am to be back, sir.

- I won't let you down again.
- Correct.

You won't.

- You're lucky it was just a flesh wound.
- I know, sir.

But with the blood you lost, you'd
have died if it weren't for our medic.

I know that too, sir.

And more importantly, she
risked her life to save yours.

I made a mistake.

We all make mistakes, Smurf.

It's what we do to rectify them
that separates the shit from the clay.

Don't worry about me,
sir. I'll prove my worth.

As if "The Smurfoid
Returns” wasn't treat enough,

by way of celebration we have some
very special guests arriving tomorrow.

- Who's that, sir?
- I'm talking mega. Huge!

- What, Prince Harry?
- Prince Harry?

He's gagging to get out here.

You telling us you bagged
us the Royal Ginge, sir?

Ask me no questions,
I'l tell you no lies, Dawes.

My mum says I've more than a
passing resemblance to Prince...

Shut up!

Come on, let's see
your rusty bullet hole.

Yeah, man!

All right, all right. Check it,
boys. Gather round, gather round.

Excuse me, sir. If
it is the ginger ninja,

why haven't we had royal
security round to check everything?

I haven't said who
it is, have I, Dawes?

Itis him. I can tell
with you being all coy

like you're not supposed to say anything
but you can't help it. I'm like that.

The doctor at Bastion
says the medic has to rub

baby oil into my bullet
hole every hour or I die.

Looks like you're
gonna die, then.

Charming. Cup of tea?

You owe me more than that!

That's true. Saving my life has gotta
be worth a cup of tea and a bacon butte.

Don't push it, mate. Your life
ain't worth a whole bacon buttie!

I'm there for you, Molls.

What?

Nothing. It's just that
whenever anyone says

"I'm there for you", it
just makes me laugh.

- It's just one of them expressions, innit?
- Yeah, I'm just letting you know, like.

- If you need me...
- You're there.

Yeah.

For me.

- So you got him to like you now?
- What are you talking about?

Well, you know, he was a
bit sort of off-ish with you.

Are you making that tea or what?

Kinders, if you go
left and hug the poppy

fields we can get into
the village that way.

Sir.

Swing a left here.

"In Flanders fields
the poppies blow..."

Different type of
poppies here, sir.

More smackheads here
than in Liverpool, eh, Brains?

Don't stereotype us, you leek-eating,
daffodil-growing sheep-shagger.

Circle of rocks ahead, sir.

Nude-Nut, you're up.

My shout, sir.

Not on your first
full day back, Smurf.

I'm all right, sir.

I know you are, Smurf.

It's just that it's your
first full day back.

You just don't wanna have to tell
my mum she's lost another one, sir.

Well, yeah, there is that.

Anything happens to me, you might
have to move to Newport yourself, sir.

That truly is a fate
worse than death, Smurf.

4 I'm Newport till I die

4 I'm Newport till I die

4 I knows I am, I'm sure I am

4 I'm Newport till I die

You sad, Welsh tosser.

They call Newport
the Venice of Wales.

- Who does, Smurf?
- My Aunt Linda, if you must know.

Although she's never been to Venice
but she has got a tattoo of a gondola,

on her arse.

- All clear here, sir.
- All right, lads, close in.

Sir, I will be able to resume
my duties as lead man, sir?

Well, I hope so, Smurf.

Lads, fall in on me.

That dicker's still
around then, is she?

- Planted any devices around here lately?
- Shut up, Smurf.

- What?
- Trapping off.

I'm just saying,

it's funny how wherever we are,
she seems to pop up like a...meerkat.

She does seem to be
ever-present on our patrols.

I'm right, aren't I, boss?

There's something about
her that smells a bit rotten.

If she is the one you saw in the
minefield, we should keep an eye on her.

Oh, you're back, all right.

I'm talking sense,
Molls, and you knows it.

Bashira, are you OK?

Well, what is it?

I won't let anyone hurt you, OK?

Why aren't you going to school?

That's the reason we're here.

I must leave.

I must go away.

- Go where?
- My father has said.

He can't just send
you away, can he?

I've been promised to a man.

What?

What do you mean, promised?

To be married.

I must leave.

Is that what you want?

Get down!

- Stay down!
- Watch your back.

I think it came from the
school over there, Corporal.

I don't understand.
Why the school?

The teacher says two Taliban
came in, fired at the walls and went.

So who was in here?
Was anybody hurt?

The elder was in his office. He came
and saw them but they didn't harm him.

The children ain't coming back.

He thinks the presence of the
soldiers has only made things worse.

He says this is just the first.

- The first?
- First thing they do.

Dawes.

- Hey.
- Is that for me, sir?

No.

But the letter on top is.

Ah, it's from my sister, So you
can stick that parcel up your arse.

- This is better. - Wool Sir.

I doubt that, Dawes.

Gentlemen, this parcel is a
package of mine from my mummy!

While you sweat your nads off,

I will be bathing on the steps of
my very own luxury swimming pool.

Two volunteers?

One to blow it up and one
to get the water and fill it up.

Nude-Nut, Baz Vegas!

Oh, how I adore a
keen and eager soldier!

Who's next?

Dangleberries. A heavy one.

What's all that about, sir?

I dunno.

Let's find out.

Making chai?

I take that as a yes?

- You want chai?
- That'd be lovely.

If you're offering.

You, sir, are a
scholar and a gent.

Do you know anything about what
happened up at the school this morning?

What happened...at the school?

You don't know?

Why should I know?

The Taliban went in and
fired bullets into the walls.

You got a chai for our medic?

The female?

Well, we let them drink
tea where we come from.

I know, mental or what?

All this...

..just to get the
children to go to school?

You got a problem
with that, soldier?

Yeah, that's why we're here, to make
sure the children can go to school.

They used to go to
school before you arrived.

- The boys did, yeah.
- And now no-one will.

So...

..what have you achieved?

You go soon... and everything
will go back to normal.

And what exactly counts
as normal round here?

Your normal isn't our normal.

And when you go,
we will still be here.

Dawes, work to do.

Move.

We're supposed to be on the same side but
sometimes it really doesn't feel like that.

Agreed.

Did you see his face when you said
about just the boys going to school?

When it all goes back
to normal like what he's

talking about, Bashira
don't stand a chance.

- Repeat after me. Do...
- Do.

- Not.
- Not.

- Get.
- Get.

In-fucking-volved.

- Because I need you 100% by my side.
- lam, sir.

Not if you're worrying
about an individual child.

I am 100% by your side.

Well, good.

Now go and read your letter.

Heavily armed insurgents
are controlling the

area around the
mountains and the village.

The ANA will remain
at the checkpoint here

and we will maintain a
presence in the village,

so that the kids can
return back to school.

They're planning more
attacks imminently.

So be vigilant, guys.

The buildings opposite
the school are empty.

To the rear of the school is a
compound, which we will also control.

Now we need the children
to go back to school

or the mission here
has been a waste of time.

We leave in two hours.

Be ready.

Sir, who'd win a fight out
of you and Prince Harry?

We'll find out later.

Prince Harry ain't gonna
be the mystery guest.

I'm so nicking his beret
and bunging it on eBay.

Benefit Street!

I'm from Aston.

It's completely the
other side of Birmingham!

Listen up, you
shit-for-brains lady parts.

As soon as we get to the village
compound, we secure the outside.

- Dawes, go in and establish a med centre.
- Sir.

- Understood?
- Sirl

You can come to
England now, can't you?

- What do you mean?
- After drawdown.

- Is that what you want?
- A peaceful Afghanistan is all I want.

- Good luck with that one.
- Indeed.

How can she be
"promised", Qaseem?

- That's mad, innit?
- Welcome to my country.

What did you do before
you come and work for us?

I taught at the
university in Kabul.

English Literature.

And working for us is
better than the university?

I thought I could do more good.

They killed my
wife and daughter.

Who, the Taliban?

So what is the worst that
can happen to me now?

There is no worst.
I've already had it.

D'you reckon Afghan
will ever be peaceful?

Yes. One day.

I don't know when that day is,

but, of course, one day
Afghanistan will be peaceful

and the most beautiful
place on the Earth to live.

One day.

And every day is
another day nearer.

She is saying her
daughter needs treatment.

Well, tell her to take
her to a local hospital.

She says she is looking
to you as medic to help.

The local hospital is four hours
away and she has no transport.

- She's saying it's my fault, isn't she?
- She is but it's not.

A father hitting his child is as wrong in
Afghanistan as it is where you come from.

She has to go to
her own hospital.

- Those are the rules.
- Yes, sir. Understood, sir.

But can I at least examine
the eye to access the damage?

Sir, we have a responsibility...

Please, sir, it is my fault if it
was because I was talking to her.

Well, get the eye cleaned up and
then I never want to see her again.

- You're not endearing yourself to me.
- Thank you, sir.

Bashira.

I think you might gonna
need a stitch in that, Bashira.

Do you understand?

Of course she doesn't.
I barely understood.

I thought your English
was better than hers, sir.

Mine is.

Yours? "Might
gonna need a stitch"?

What's that even
supposed to mean?

She might gonna need a stitch.

['ll try putting butterfly
stitches in it to hold it together.

She has come looking to you
instead of her local hospital.

It's wrong.

Sir, we have a duty of care
for loss of life, limb or eye.

Are you telling me the rules of
the British Army now, are you?

- No, sir.
- It's my fourth tour, Dawes,

and where it goes wrong is where soft
fools start to get personally involved.

I'm not soft, sir.

Well, get her cleaned up

and then she'll need to see her
own doctor in her own hospital.

Thank you, sir.

Who done this to
your face, Bashira?

Was it your dad?

He say I love America.

We're not American.

We're British.

It's a whole different ball bag.

Look, I'm gonna do all I can to
make sure this never happens again.

That's what we're
here for. To make sure

there isn't a next
time for things like this.

Do you understand?

Hurry it up, Dawes.

Can you get to a hospital?

Show the doctor your
face, show him your eye.

I'll try and keep the wound
tight foras long as I can.

Thank you.

I won't let them
numpties hurt you.

- Numpties?
- Dawes!

I'm just coming, sir.

Look, we're here to stop the
Taliban from coming to the village.

And they won't attack the
mountain if we're there too.

OK?

Do not go to the mountains.

Why? What about the mountains?

You must not go to the
mountains tomorrow.

Are you saying something bad is
gonna happen at the mountains?

Oi, gently!

She must go.

You all right?

Why wouldn't I be?

You just seem a bit...

What's wrong?

It's just Bashira...

I think she was trying to
warn me about something.

Warn you about what?

She told me not to go to the
mountains, s0...the checkpoint, I suppose.

But maybe she's just
trying to... I dunno.

She said something's
gonna happen at the CP?

If you've got intelligence,
we need to tell James.

There are Afghan
soldiers up there.

We're risking their
lives if we don't report it.

Come on.

Any chance of a word, sir?

You've got 10 seconds, Smurf,
cos I am trying to relax here.

Our special guests! Yeah!

- Sir, we really need a word.
- Gonna have to wait.

Maybe Prince Harry's gonna
have to wait, sir, because...

♪ God save our gracious Queen

♪ Long live our noble Queen

♪ God save our Queen

Right. Ladies and gentlemen,

we have got a special
treat arranged for you today.

It is my great honour and
privilege to introduce to you...

the Corps of Army Music!

Where's Harry, sir?

And that is just
them warming up!

Imagine how good
they're gonna be!

Oh, yeah.

♪ Valerie

Oh, sound familiar?

Yeah!

♪ Well, sometimes
I go out by myself

♪ And I look across the water

♪ And I think of all the
things what you're doing

♪ And in my head
I paint a picture

4 Since I've come on home

♪ Well, my body's been a mess

♪ And I've missed
your ginger hair

♪ And the way you like to dress

♪ Won't you come on over?

♪ Stop making a fool out of me

4 Why don't you
come on over, Valerie?

How'd you like my
mandem, Nude-Nut?

Banging, sir!

♪ Valerie

You impressed, Smurf?

Sir.

Excuse me, sir. I
think I've received intel

about an attack on the
mountain CP tomorrow.

- Sir.
- Ops tent, now, both of you.

♪ Valerie - Sir.

What makes you
think it's credible?

I've got a good
relationship with the kid.

There's a possibility
that she's telling the truth.

- I'm pretty sure her dad's Taliban.
- You're making yourself vulnerable.

Well, that is a possibility
too but I was just being kind.

She just told me. I
don't think she meant to.

Sir, I could see it in her
eyes, she was telling the truth.

- Her eye was a right old mess, to be fair.
- That kid really trusts her...sir.

You've obviously got close
enough so she can confide in you.

If that confidence leads to us being
able to halt this group of insurgents...

Then it could work out
brilliantly, sir. Agreed.

You two, wait outside.

- Thank you, sir.
- Thank you, sir.

Whichever way this works, an
insurgent attack is clearly imminent.

Either they're luring us in or
something else is going to happen.

It certainly looks that way.

♪ She Said

How good are the Music Corps?

♪ She said I love
you, boy, I love you so

♪ She said I love you,
baby, oh oh oh oh oh

- What's gonna happen to Bashira?
- What do you mean?

If she's right and we act on it, things
ain't gonna be very clever for her.

Thanks for...for that in there.

You saved my
sorry arse out there.

I owe you one.

4 She said, I love you,
baby, oh oh oh oh oh

I can take 2 Section to the CP

to support Captain Azizi and the
Afghan Special Forces that are flying in.

- I'll liaise with the Fire Support Group.
- Special Forces arriving 2300.

♪ She said I love you
more than words can say

You did the right thing, Molls.

Right, listen up.

Relax. There's only about half
a dozen of them nasty Taliban

and with this bad boy mini me,
we are not gonna have a problem.

- You all right, Smurf?
- Why wouldn't I be?

Well, last time you
saw the mountain CP,

you were hanging off the end
of a rope, bleeding to death.

Casualty of war.

Casualty of fuckmuppetry!

Listen in, guys.

0130. We get there,
we dig in straight away.

Remember, stay focused,
stay alert, stay alive.

Just get all that stuff squared
away over there, fellas.

They think there was someone
in that compound yesterday.

- Do they think they're still there?
- Not sure.

Anything?

- Kinders?
- Sir.

I want locks down on
that compound now.

Helmets at all times, gentlemen.

Sir.

Nice kettle, mate.

Rolex.

You sure about that, mate?

If it is they've spelt
"Tuesday" wrong.

Rolex.

Won it from an
American playing cards.

Rolex. Proper Rolex.

How old are you?

18.

Well, you're old enough to
know Americans are full of shit.

- Sir.
- No, you're all right, Dawes.

Talk about easy targets.

I hope your intel's
right on this one.

Sir, if I am right, I'm a
bit worried about the girl.

Maybe we've compromised her.

We'll worry about that later.

Yes, sir.

Dangles.

Cheers, Dawesy.

How are you feeling, Smurf?

No heroics from me this time, sir,
if that's what you're worried about.

I promised your mum I'd
wrap you up in cotton wool.

Sir.

Keep your helmet on
and your head down.

She's been surrounded
by soldiers her whole life.

Imagine that...
Ain't normal, is it?

-Eh?
- Bashira.

Yeah, well, we'll be gone soon.

It's a shame we can't take
kids like her home with us.

Sir, do you get the feeling that Dawes is
the type to bring a donkey home from Spain?

- You the Queen of the lost cause, Dawes?
- No, sir. I'm hard as nails, me.

It's just sometimes it
all seems a bit...unfair.

It's luck.

What is, boss?

Everything.

The whole world and
everything in it. It's luck.

My brother weren't so lucky.

- Out there.
- No, but you were.

- There you go.
- So you think it's all just luck...

Luck. Fluke. Chance.

Where you're born,
who you're born to...

Rich man, poor man,
beggar man, thief.

Well, three out of four
ain't bad with my dad!

No-one at home would believe
me but this is proper nice.

- What?
- Afghan.

I've never seen
anywhere so beautiful.

If you think this is nice, you're
gonna shitting love Newport.

If it weren't so
like...bloody war and all that,

then I'd live in a little
place in the mountains here.

- You'd need Wi-Fi, though.
- Well, yeah, obviously.

And Sky TV.

And a Top Shop and
Starbucks round the corner.

Bashira weren't born
into much luck, was she?

A dad that beats the
crap out of her and...

Dawes.

- Shut the fuck up.
- Sorry, sir.

Sir, there's movement
in the bunker.

- How many, Kinders?
- Definitely a couple. Maybe more.

Everybody stay
low and out of sight.

Sir. There's someone
heading into that store.

Dangles, get me
Zero on the radio now.

Zero, this is Amber Three Zero
Bravo sighting two possible insurgents.

Wait out.

Down! RPG!

Zero, this is Amber
Three Zero Bravo.

Contact explosion.

You all right? You all right?

- You all right, Fingers?
- Rapid fire!

Back down.

Back in!

Incoming from compound now!

Contact! Contact! Wait out!

- Hold your fire! Hold your fire!
- Hold your fire!

What's happening, sir?

Keep your eyes on the bunker.

Did you see that?

Beautiful.

That has gotta be
more than a dead leg!

Fellas, I would love to
see them walk that off.

Keep your heads down!

Taj, take your guys
and check both positions.

We'll give support.

They're all dead, Corporal.

Dangleberries, confirm dead
insurgents aren't booby-trapped.

Move.

Clear.

Clear.

Clear.

Store is clear, Captain.

Bravo One and Two, jackpot.

"Bravo One and Two, jackpot."

Roger that, Kinders.

Baz!

Enemy casualty, sir!

- Cover him.
- One times enemy casualty, Sir.

Sorry, mate.

Sorry about this.

Clear.

Dawes.

Hold still, mate. We're
gonna sort you out.

Sir, I'm gonna need my
morphine out of my med Bergen.

You all right, mate?

Just hold still for me. We're
gonna sort you out, all right?

Sir, we're gonna have to medevac
him out of here. He's pissing blood.

Zero, urgent medevac required, Bravo
Three Cat Alpha, Bravo Four jackpot.

Keep making noises for me.

Two more jackpot, sir.

Nude-Nut. Covering.

Clear.

That's it, mate. Just
stay with me, all right?

Stay with me.

Clear.

Bravo Five and Six, jackpot.

Squeeze my hand
if you can hear me.

Qaseem?

Water.

- What's that?
- Water. Water.

- Grab the water. Front pocket.
- Front pocket.

That's it, mate.

You stay with me,
mate. Keep talking.

Keep talking.

Just tap it in his
mouth. That's it.

I can't believe Bashira's
father weren't one of the six.

I really thought he was Taliban.

Your work has been
above and beyond, Dawes.

- What, the intel or saving that bloke?
- Both.

Just doing my job, sir.

Well, it takes a fair
amount to impress me.

Thank you, sir.

An Arrow

♪ Higher just like an arrow

♪ Heading straight for a destiny

They can go back
to school now, yeah?

Let's hope Bashira can too.

I do not want to get out of my
paddling pool for the rest of this tour.

Do not even look at her, Dawes.

4 And nothing and
no-one is as real

♪ And it's pure and as dark...

Eyes on dickers left.

Oh, you could fry a pissing
egg on my head right now, man.

Please can we try
that when we get back?

He's right. You
should not get involved.

But we are involved, aren't we?

What are we if
we're not involved?

Debrief, Molls.

I'm coming.

Anyway, sorry.

- What?
- You were right.

About the girl.

I know I was.

Yeah, well, I know too now.

There was no way
that she was Taliban.

I was sure that we were
gonna find her dad in them six.

I'm sure he's rotten.

Maybe he's just normal
rotten instead of rotten rotten.

Reckon you must be winning
James over now, though.

Don't know about that, mate.

He notices everything.
And you've done good.

Have I, though? I've
compromised that girl.

If anything happens
to her, Smurf, then...

It don't bear thinking about.

Easy, you Newport numpty.

Good work today. All of you.
You did your platoon proud.

- Everyo ne happy? - Sirl ♪

Private Dawes, high likelihood
of mention in dispatches.

Heard from Bastion. And
without your excellent care,

the doctors say there's no way
the insurgent would have survived.

Sir.

Carry on.

Right, lads, relax.

And may I just remind
you that tomorrow night

it's 2 Section's turn to
lay on the entertainment.

- Are we still doing that?
- Yes.

Now, I will be singing a duet,
so I need one female volunteer.

Dawes. Lovely.

And can I just say that I
will sing with such majesty

that the Corps of Army Music

will be practically begging
me to swell their ranks.

- We know what song you'll be singing, sir.
- What song?

What's going on?

Midnight

♪ Inthe darkness

♪ Before the dawn

♪ In the swirling of the storm

4 When I'm rolling
with the punches...

- Cup of tea?
- Shitting hell, Smurf.

You nearly gave
me a Julius Seizure!

This your secret cubbyhole?

No, it's the roof of
the shitter but it's the

only place that I get
peace and quiet from you lot

asking for after-sun
and Pop-Tarts.

- You all right?
- Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?

You don't need to bite
my head off for everything.

- I'm trying to be nice.
- No, you're being a pain.

I was trying to read
my little sister's letter.

I've never seen a dead
body before today, have you?

I had the opportunity
when my brother died.

But my mum said, "Let's
remember him how he was."

Maybe James was right.

Maybe he was just unlucky.

Like some of the kids out here.

Guess they don't know what's going
on when their house gets bombed.

Or when they're
playing out and...

Nice cup of tea.

Sod off and leave me alone.

Oh, and by the way,

someone's spunked in
the earpiece in sangar two,

so if you're in there and the
phone rings, don't pick up.

Only a man would
find that remotely funny.

It was Micklar from 3 Section.

Eugh.

Is that what they call
amusement in Leicester?

Dawes...

Just gonna hit my
pit, sir. I'm knackered.

I'll be asleep before
the springs hit the floor.

What does that mean?

Dunno. My grandad
used to say it every night.

Ah, lyrics.

Learn them and we'll
do the tune tomorrow.

Dangleberries is accompanying
us on the keyboard, so no pressure.

Sir.

Um...excuse me, sir.

Um, I've been thinking...

Oh, dear, that does
sound dangerous, Dawes.

Well, my teachers did say if I
had half a brain I'd be dangerous!

You've been thinking
about Bashira.

If you feel she's
been compromised,

then we have a moral
obligation to keep her safe.

- Dowe?
- Of course we do.

What are we going to do?

Well, you're going to bed
and learning those lyrics.

Piss off, Dawesy.

You just called me "Dawesy".

I'm clearly winning you round with
my incredible charm and magnetism.

Dawes. Dawes.

Ops tent now.

Have I overslept?

We'll have checkpoints
at either end of the street.

Now, the ASF will
be coming in here.

What's happened, sir?

Sorry to summon you from your
pit at such an ungodly, Dawes.

We've had Bashira's
house under surveillance

since the contact
in the mountains.

Sir.

Intercepted conversations mean
a plan is to be implemented ASAP.

Has something
happened to Bashira?

We know that an
action is imminent.

Action?

I thought we accounted
for all six insurgents?

Bashira's father is clearly in
league with the insurgency.

It would appear that
he owed certain taxes to

the Taliban which he
has been unable to pay.

As the only soldier who has eyeballed him,
your role in this operation is crucial.

A man who has been
driven to extremes.

Thus we need to extract Bashira.

Well, do they know that
our intel came from her?

That's why we're going in.

These gentlemen are to
all intents and purposes,

and for shorthand,
Afghan Social Services.

They'll help facilitate the
removal of Bashira from her family

and into a safe house in Kabul.

You learnt your
lady part, Dawesy?

Do they know what
song we're singing, sir?

He only sang it all the
way through training.

Yeah.

He made me sing the
female bit once, didn't you, sir?

You know why, cos you don't look like
Prince Harry, you look like Sarah Ferguson!

Never heard of her but
I'm guessing she's either

from Mansfield or
she's got a ginger head.

I can see the compound, sir.

Roger that, Kinders.

Zero One Alpha to Taj. We
have eyes on the compound.

We'll secure the
perimeter before you go in.

Yes, sir.

Special Forces will go in, apprehend
Badrai and get Bashira out and away.

Not before we go in
and secure the area.

Any questions?

They won't just go in
firing, will they? It's just...

Let's go.

Prepare to move.

Move!

Clear.

Move.

Set. Go, go, go!

- Clear!
- Clear!

She ain't in there.

She ain't here, sir.

- Where've they taken her?
- I don't know, Dawes.

- 1 have eyes on the girl.
- Something's not right, sir.

The locals are anxious.

Gol

Where? Where?

Bashira, stay where you are.

Stop!

Bashira, stay where you are!

Stay where you are! Do not
move! Do not move! Stay there!

Lift your arms up!
Lift your arms up!

Take cover!

Kinders, I want all
mobile signals blocked.

All mobile signals blocked, sir.

We need bomb disposal here now!

They need five minutes, sir.

We don't have that long.

Dawes, what are you
doing? Get down now!

What are you doing?

Please, sir, you're
gonna scare her.

Just let me do it. I need
to keep her calm, sir.

Kinders, is the ECM
blocking all signals?

It is, sir, but she needs to
keep still. It could still blow.

Do not touch the device, Dawes!

Wait for bomb disposal.

Hello, you.

It's all right.

I'm here now. Everything's
going to be all right.

I just need you to stay calm and
stay really really still for me, OK?

We're gonna get that vest off
and everything will be all right.

You're the bravest,
bravest girl ever.

Your dad can't beat you.

You stood up to him.

You showed him, you showed all of
us, what a brave, brave girl you are.

Everything will be all right.

- Qaseem, have you tracked them yet?
- 400 metres, sir. North-west.

What can you hear?

They are trying to
detonate the bomb.

They are trying
to detonate, sir.

We're gonna play
Sang Chill Bazi.

Me and you, we're gonna play Sang
Chill Bazi, and I'm gonna beat you.

We're soul sisters.

- Sisters?
- Yeah.

Soul sisters forever.

Am I going to die?

No.

No, you're not gonna die.

Dawes, I need you
to step away now.

He's going fo remove the
vest over her shoulders.

She needs to
stay calm and still.

Dawes, step away
now, understand?

Just stay still,
Bashira. Stay still.

Dawes, get back!

Move! Dawes, move!

Move! Move!

Kinders, I need
to send a 10-liner.

Turn off the ECM.

ECM's off so we
can establish comms.

Dangles, tell...

Is that any better?

Abit.

Well, it's a bit of a waste of an
eye drop, sir, but seeing as it's you...

Crack on, Dawes, or
you'll be up on a charge.

Where have they taken her, sir?

I don't know.

I don't care.

That's a bit heartless, sir.

It's not heartless. I just...

I don't get
emotionally involved.

Anyway, I make
you right about luck.

A millimetre to the left,
you'd have lost an eye.

That's fate, Dawes. Just like
getting that vest off in time.

Things could've all been
so different, couldn't they?

If that vest would have blown, then
Bashira would have been red-misted.

And so would you.

I would never have
forgiven myself.

Lady luck was smiling on us.

This time.

Indeed.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome
to the stage, Miss Molly Dawes.

And on the keys,
Mr Dangleberries.

Yeah!

♪ Don't go breaking my heart

♪ I couldn't if I tried - Molly!

4 Oh, honey, if I get restless

♪ Baby, you're not that kind

♪ Don't go breaking my heart

4 You take the weight off of me

4 Oh, when you
knock on my door, baby

♪ I gave you my key
She gave me a key!

You know what's coming, boys!

4 Ooh ooh, nobody
knows it ♪ Nobody knows

♪ When I was down,
I was your clown...

Strong

♪ Excuse me for a while

♪ While I'm wide-eyed and
I'm so down, caught in the middle

♪ I've excused you for a while

♪ While I'm wide-eyed and
I'm so down, caught in the middle

♪ Anda lion...

We are going on
our bloody holidays.

So would you lot kindly...

Come back to me.

I will.

♪ Ifa child...

I just want everything
to be the same, Mum.

Well, you're not.

Fate's thrown us together.

- Captain James?
- Me and you.

You haven't said anything
happened other than what happened?

I haven't said anything.

What, so this is the end, yes?

♪ I've never been so wrong

4 Yeah, I might seem so strong

4 Yeah, I might speak so long

♪ I've never been so wrong

♪ Excuse me for a while

♪ Turn a blind eye with a
stare caught right in the middle...