All language subtitles for Ultimate Force - 1x04 - Breakout.en

The troops... entertain themselves
in time-honoured fashion.

Rolling dice.

Pool?

Wanker.

Good morning, gentlemen.
How can I help you?

We came to see Sergei Poliakoff.

Is he expecting you?

No, I am his cousin.
It is important, please.

Dr Poliakoff,
contact reception, would you?

Er, move back, sir.
Step back, if you don't mind.

Doctor, these people
are here to see you.

Eli? I don't believe this,
what are you? I mean...

When did you come to England?
This is a holiday, yeah?

- No holiday. Business.
- Business? What business?

- Why should I? Eli, what is?
- Sergei, can you take this outside?

You.

Shut up.

You know why we're here.
For Chechnya.

- I am a British citizen.
- That's your problem.

We get moving on.
What, my English not good, eh?

Bistra! Bistra!

- Out. Out!
- Be calm. Let them do what they have to.

Down! Get down!

How open? Hey, how open door?!

You mad fool, it cannot be opened!
Anyway, look at it, for Christ's sake.

- We have to go. Come on.
- The whole building is sealed.

You need a tank to get out of here.

We are all dead.

- What?!
- Let's go.

- Having a party?
- Mind your own business.

- I'm just...
- I made a hot toddy. I've got the flu.

- All right.
- D'you have a problem with that?

Where are that lot going?

- When it gets too windy they migrate.
- So what's in there?

All we know is they're a testing station
for foot-and-mouth, scrapie...

Then why are we here?

I dare say they'll let us know in time.
It's been initiated at cobra level.

...houses within that radius evacuated
and roads closed. Total news blackout.

Cabinet Office are dealing with the press.

Feed any inquisitive residents with a fire
in a paint factory or... whatever you like.

Pleased to meet you, Captain.

Smith, Home Office.
We're on red priority here.

This is Mr Griffin,
he manages the laboratory.

- Hello.
- Pleased to meet you.

Are we assuming the CCTV
is still operational?

- Who are you?
- This is Sergeant Garvie, sir.

If the CCTV is still in operation

and our X-rays see the police
being replaced by the SAS

then we'll lose the element of surprise.

I'll keep a few uniformed officers
on the plot - for show.

- Thank you, sir.
- The CCTV...

Captain, who's in charge here?

You or the sergeant?

Him. I'll sort the troop out... sir.

Captain.

Unspecified number of armed men
sealed in building.

Pete, Ricky, Jem to sniping OPs.

Jamie and Alex -
help Box break into the CCTV circuit.

Caroline, set up comms
in the incident room.

Henno, I'm sorry about that earlier.

I think this whole officer thing
is as silly as you do.

I've got six months
and I'm a shagging troop commander

whilst you, with 15 years...

Well... silly.

But it is the way it is.

Did Smith give you a briefing?

Yeah. Armed men. Chechen, apparently,

some hostages
and some anthrax spores.

Negotiations continue.

Did he say what anthrax is doing
in a foot-and-mouth testing station?

And why, when any bone student
can cultivate anthrax,

armed men came here to take it?

Plus, did he tell you why the police have
withdrawn and we've been brought in?

...from the camera on the corner
to the next camera.

It's a fair bet that
they'd use the service drain.

- But it's only...
- Yeah, 18 inches wide.

But this is bigger, so we'll go in here
and make our way there. OK?

Let's go.

I've got a bad feeling about this.

If you don't come back
can I have your bike?

Shit.

This is not an ordinary testing station
and in there is not ordinary anthrax!

I told you, we have a mild risk of anthrax.

You told us jack. If you don't explain
what's going on we'll vacate.

- Caroline, we're leaving.
- I'll have you charged!

- I'll speak to your commanding officer.
- Fine, he's on his way.

But if you want our help,
put us in the picture.

All right.

Mr Griffin has identified
and isolated a rather nasty bug.

A naturally occurring anthrax mutation.

Yes, we've been studying it
in a category four laboratory.

- And some Russians dropped by
- I dislike your tone, Sergeant.

Please, Henno.

Carry on.
"And some Russians dropped by..."

No, they heard about it
and decided to help themselves.

Shots were fired
and the seals came down.

Is there an antidote?

No.

It appears to be resistant
to all standard antibiotics.

It also appears to be extremely resistant
to destruction, highly infectious...

and altogether rather nasty.

Oh, my God, it's Tilly.

Um... Can... can we get closer on him,
the one in front of the door?

You're right, that is nasty.

And about as virulent and toxic.

- Can we get any other cameras?
- Yeah.

Are they alive?

Is there any chance you gentlemen
could go and change?

So, X-ray 1.

X-ray 2.

X-ray 3.

- No, no, that's Dr Poliakoff.
- Sorry?

Sergei Poliakoff, he works here.
Well, he...

I've known him for a very long time.
It's unlikely...

But it's a bit of a coincidence -
a bunch of Russians bust in.

And he's not taped up,
so I think that tells us something.

So, three
X-rays, two Yankees...

and three bodies.

Oh, my God, there's the anthrax.

We'll start work on a deliberate plan
and I'd like my snipers down.

- Excuse me.

- Smith.
- I need to know if we have agreement.

'I cannot let you out of the building
with any specimens.'

Of course, I know.

OK, you pay money...
and we leave the anthrax inside.

We leave hostages and we come out.

OK?

One of our people will take cash
to your Swiss bank in person.

He is drawing the money now and will be
at your bank in an hour or so.

- 'Sounds OK.'
- Thank you for being so reasonable.

'I'll call you when I have more news.'

I had rather hoped everyone there
would be dead by now.

If we go for explosive entry
it'll have to be P for plenty.

The thickness of the walls...

They're threatening to release the germs.

- I thought it was sealed.
- They can override the filtration system.

The flask must not be broken.

Should any quantity of what's in that
flask escape the building

it could precipitate a major disaster.

- Potentially thousands of fatalities.
- So no explosive entry, no smoke.

Shall we try a charm offensive?

This is not a time for facetiousness.

I'm serious, sir.
We can't get in and take out the X-rays

without creating a high degree of threat
to the flask.

It's sitting in the middle of them.

Sergei.

What's wrong?

What is it?

- What's wrong with you?
- What are you going to do, huh?

- Are you sick?
- Why are you doing this?!

I... I need to go out... I have to go out.
I... I need!

I have to go out! You killed Tilly!

She had two children!

I just have to go out.

There's something happening here.

Yes?

I understand. I'll see what I can do.

I'll call you if I have more news.

He thinks that, er, Sergei,
he thinks he's contracted anthrax.

If he did they'd all have it.

He wants a doctor.
He's asking if there's an antidote.

Well, there isn't one, is there?

No, looks more like shock to me.

- Sergei's...
- Tell them there is an antidote.

Tell them you're sending in a doctor.

I'll go in so I can cover the flask.

- I'd be better as a doctor.
- I'll do it.

- No, I'm pulling rank.
- No, I'm Spartacus.

- Shut up.
- He wants a woman doctor.

Looks like I'm Spartacus.

He's dangerous. If you do it...

- Hang on a minute.
- There is a procedure...

Guys, he insists on a woman.
I think I'm the man for the job.

- You know the procedure.
- Doctors and nurses stuff.

Stay close to the flask
for when you idiots burst in.

I'm gonna change.

Plan A, Caroline approaching from here.

We're hoping the X-rays pan external
camera three across to follow her.

If they do this, it will create
a blind spot along here.

Red troop will be stood to.

Using the blind spot,
I will take up position in this recess.

If the X-rays are away from the flask
when Caroline goes in

I will follow and take out
anyone in reception.

Then using comms through Dotsy,

I shall make my way into
the L-shaped room... and finish the job.

If it's not possible for Henno to take
them out without jeopardising the flask,

I'll go in.

At which point we will withdraw and
prepare a full team assault for 1500.

Go in ten?

Caroline.

Red One Bravo in position,
Red One Hotel in position.

Roger that.

'Yes? '

We have a doctor for you.

She will approach the building
on our signal

and she has the code
to open the sealed doors.

They will automatically close again
after 30 seconds.

If anyone steps outside,
my men are instructed to shoot.

- Do we understand one another?
- 'Yes. Yes, I understand.

'Just send the doctor.'

Red One Hotel to move in now.

'Team stand by.'

- Go. Red One Bravo, go.

Standing by. Red One Hotel
and Red One Bravo in position.

X-ray 1 approaching the door.

X-ray 3 remains in back room
not near flask.

'You are clear to go
if situation remains the same.'

What's he doing?

Still clear to go.

Standing by. Still...

'Wait! Hold it! '

Take no action, he has...
X-ray 1 has the flask.

Take no action.

X-ray 1 is bringing the flask
to the doorway.

Red One Bravo,
abort attack and hold position.

You may have to intercept.
Assault teams stand by.

'We may have a break-out.'
- Roger that.

Come out! I know you're there!

- Come out or I shoot doctor!
- Please, don't panic!

- Everything you've...
- Shut up!

If he comes out let him be.

Do not - do not risk breaking the flask!

Hundreds of thousands
could die if it breaks.

- Well, tell them!
- Tell them!

Stand down. No one is to make
any aggressive moves.

'X-rays to be allowed to pass
if they come out.'

- Soldier!
- 'No action to be taken.'

I know you're there. Come out!

I repeat, no action to be taken.

Come out or I shoot.

You SAS?

Come.

So how the hell did he know?

Wind back the tape.

- How's it all going?
- Tits up, sir.

- Hayden Dempsey.
- Smith, Home Office.

- Who are you?
- Griffin, plant manager.

This is boring,
see what's on the other channel.

See, there. Something spooks him.

It's not the guy at the desk, it's not
Sergei - but something spooks him.

- Is he muttering?
- Stop, Box. Go back.

There.

- He's answering his phone.
- What?

- Hands-free. He's answering his phone.
- How does that make any difference?

- Someone's warning them.
- What?

Did you call X-ray 1 again, sir?
When Captain Walshe went out?

Are you trying to suggest
I tipped them off?

So tell me, why double-cross?

What's wrong?
Why not pay money and we come out?

I don't know why.

I'm just a soldier.

Chechen patriots
All you want is money.

Kill the SAS scum bastard.
They're dangerous.

Be quiet.

So little money.

Why don't you keep to deal
and no problems?

You were going to release the anthrax.

No.

We not double-cross.

You double-cross.

Please... Can I see to him?
I am a doctor, I can help.

Just shut up. You see Sergei.

Fever! Give antidote!

No, I really think I...

Look...

you see Sergei...

And if you don't...

you'll get it right here, OK?

He won't answer.

Right.

- Ricky.
- Sir?

Get plod back up here
and have them search the area

blade of grass by blade of grass

and find that shagging deep throat
if he's out there.

Dennis, polish up the DPA. You boys,
get ready to go at a minute's notice.

Sir.

- Box, can you override CCTV?
- I'm working on it, sir.

- Well, work faster.
- Yes, sir.

Now, sir, these bugs...

You didn't just stumble on this.
You developed it, didn't you?

Britain signed the 1972
Biological Weapons Moratorium.

I'll take that as a yes then.
Why here?

Russians have developed
a new form of anthrax...

with 13 antibiotic-resistant genes.

They're using standard
gene therapy methodology.

What we use to treat cystic fibrosis.

They've factored this antibiotic-resistant
anthrax gene into the flu virus.

Good God.

And the only way to generate
an antibiotic is to generate the bug.

Which the treaty forbids
but to do nothing would be crazy.

So we do it here, with minimal security
to attract minimal attention.

As the treaty comes with
frequent on-site visits.

We take a high moral stance on this.

Were it known that we have
broken the rules there could be...

- massive worldwide proliferation.
- Which is why you want them dead.

Well, you do, don't you?

Yes.

- But I never said that.
- I never asked.

In fact, I was never here.

What can kill this bug?

Heat. A thousand degrees of heat.

It's a neon security system
so entrance ain't gonna be easy.

- Three-inch steel plate...
- Pete.

Excuse me.

A fall-back option.
The CO wondered if you had... Well...

Box managed to crawl to here

but he believes it may be possible
to get in as far as here.

- That's reinforced concrete.
- But listen...

I am and I'm waiting for you
to get to the point.

We want you to do
a Guy Fawkes number.

Under the building.

Make a fireball
that engulfs this whole area

cooking it up to temperatures
in excess of 1,000 degrees.

I can use PE4, we've plenty of that.

Then we'd like you to do it.

- A failsafe if the attack goes wrong.
- Why didn't you say so?

Our boys may be in there.

And Caroline and Henno.

That's not gonna be a problem.
You see, he'd do it to me, the bastard.

Release the bugs.

Wait 20 minutes,

we walk out, and the rest of the world...
Crrk, dead.

They'll shoot you the second you leave.

Moussa!

Just wait.

Why you are doing this?

You want more people die?
Is that what you want?

If you would let me speak.

- We did not double-cross you.
- He's been shot. Threatening gestures...

Our man was there to protect the doctor
as we had told you.

I don't know why
he had a silenced pistol.

Then you'd better ask him!

Now the money is arriving at the bank.

I'm serious, I want the deal to go through
and I don't want anybody else hurt.

A man with ten million
has just arrived at your bank.

He will call when the money is in place
and you can call them to confirm it.

Shit!

Put the money or I release the anthrax.

Moussa!

They're cracking up, we have to move.

We can't attack
if their spy is still out here somewhere.

Which leaves us Pete. How's he doing?

'Red One Alpha to
Red One Charlie, give me a sit rep.'

Just finishing and about to move out.

'We might need you
to blow it any second.

'There's a risk of the X-rays
breaking out.'

Are you asking me to blow myself up?

Yes, if you would.

I've got a rather adorable family
and I'd sooner not.

But I'll take your word for it.
You call it, I'll do it.

Stood by and... Goodbye. Over.

Now that's that I call cojones.

We have to kill them.
So we're just licensed hit men?

- Since when do we leave survivors?
- They start, we finish. What's up?

- Would a dog steam up a car?
- Depends on the size of...

Oh, Jamie, you beauty. Red One Echo,
we have located Deep Throat.

Well done. Move up to FMP,
ready to go in five minutes.

That's better. Things are looking up.

- Can I have a look at him?
- No.

Let him die.

Sure. Help him if you can.

He's really bad. Can't we get him out?
I can't help him.

I've got nothing to help him.

I will speak to bank in five minutes.

Then he dead or he get hospital.

You got morphine?

Give him. Give him plenty.

Then he die happy.

We'll have to try it.

OK.

The loop is in.

Deep Throat is deactivated.
Team stand by.

- In position now.
- 'Roger that. Hold until my go.

'Red One Charlie, all quiet.
You need to move to safety.'

You get a girl all excited
then you let her down like that?

You'd better get it right, son,
or you'll be the first Mancunian in space.

'Ready now.'

- There's been a leak.
- You what?

Yeah, new bioweapon,
turns you into a twat.

It's already taken out all the officers
of the British army.

And...

Stand by. Stand by.

'Go.'

Have that. Stand by.

X-ray 2 with three Yankees
in room 1 Foxtrot.

Moussa!

Ruslan?!

Don't shoot!

'L-shaped room secure.'

'Reception room secure.'

- Oh... what's your problem?
- Piss off, don't start.

- No, what is it, you pious prick?!
- What is it?!

You nearly got everybody killed
and take out an innocent Yankee!

He was X-ray 3,
he'd grabbed the anthrax...

Bollocks, Alex! That's crap!
Your head's not on it!

Is this Sam? Is this because I didn't stop
your brother from bleeding to death?

- No, it's you watching everything I do!
- I watch everyone! It's how you learn!

Oh! You know you run me down!
You make out I'm not up to it!

- In there you weren't!
- What's the problem?!

Both of you, inside. Move it!

Heads up.

Nice job, gentlemen.

Maybe we should complete the debrief
back at Hereford. What do you say?

- Sir.
- Sir.

- Yes, sir.
- Good.

Anyway, cracking job.

Despite the odd wrinkle or two.

Yes, good work.

I have to say, Captain,
how grateful we are

for the courage with which
you carried out your responsibilities.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Excuse me.

- Is the big fella all right?
- He's lost a lot of blood.

Aye...

I guess he's gonna be fine.

Bollocks.