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♪ They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot ♪

♪ With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot ♪

♪ Don't it always seem to go ♪

♪ That you don't know what
you've got till it's gone ♪

♪ They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot ♪

♪ Shoo-ba-ba-ba-ba ♪

♪ Shoo-ba-ba-ba-ba ♪

♪ They took all the trees
And put 'em in a tree museum ♪

♪ And they charged the people
A dollar and a half to see 'em ♪

♪ Don't it always seem to go... ♪

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Come on.

Quickly.

I don't understand. Where are we?

You're in Harlsfleet, darling.

Are we in prison?

Hardly. Bags!

Don't worry. You can
pick them up the other side.

Are you a guard?

We're not guards,
we're custody officers.

Come on.

Come on!

You've everything you need.
No locks on the doors.

The bathroom's down
the corridor that way.

You'll be processed later.

The legal aid solicitor
comes in twice a week.

How long will we be here for?

Ah, well, if we knew that!

No-one in this place knows
when they're getting their ticket.

- Ticket?
- Airline ticket. To send you home.

Right, if you want to clean
yourselves up,

we'll see you in a couple of minutes.

My brother was murdered.

I need to find out what's happening.

Yeah, I'm sure there'll be somebody
to help you with that.

- Captain Shaw.
- Thank you.

Ah, there you are.

Safely returned to us.

I'm sorry, sir?

I wondered where you were, Captain.

I was on leave, sir.

I know.

It was a leave. I was due leave.

We've missed you.

Welcome back.

It's started again.

You should do something about it.

- Make a complaint.
- What for?

You know what for.

He's smirking.

Exactly.

I go to the CO and say,
"The Regimental Second-in-Command's

"always looking at my arse
when I walk out the room?"

I just don't see why
we should have to put up with it.

You know the answer.

Because this is the Army?

You fell asleep, didn't you?

Did I?

You should have gone home.

Maybe.

I started thinking
about those two sisters.

What bothers me,

they weren't surprised.

When their brother was killed.

Maybe they were expecting it.

Where are they now?

In the hotel.

Wake them up and let's start again.

What happened to you?

- What, me?
- Yeah.

Oh, this. I fell over.

Where?

- At home.
- Where's home?

I'm staying with a mate at the moment.

I'd had a bit of a drink.

I got up in the night for a piss.

I'm looking for Laurie.

She's not coming in.

- Where is she?
- I don't know.

Well, have you heard from her?

Well, she rang me
and asked me to fire up the oven.

I wonder, have you got the credit
card slips?

- Yeah, sure.
- From last night.

They're here.

You got nothing for Mars? Karen Mars?

I don't know. You'd have to ask Laurie.

So it's just Mrs Mars said she'd
paid in advance.

Yeah, it's possible.

If it's all right,
I'm going to take these.

You're Laurie, aren't you?

I'm wondering if I can be any help.

No. I just stopped by.
Is that all right?

Of course it's all right, it's a church.

I've seen you here before,
with your mother.

The lady with the oxygen.

We shop around.
We go to the Catholic as well.

Good. Our church says
there's no one truth.

Actually...

I wouldn't mind talking.

Come in.

This is my friend Linh.

- This is Laurie.
- Hi.

Linh helps us out with the homeless,
so she's always in a rush.

Sit down, please.

You're still here.

You really need to go in
and speak to the police.

You have to do what David told you.

Well, can't you get David to
speak to them first?

I've got a home visit and then I'll
come back and find you.

It was nice to meet you.

I'll make tea.

I'm sorry, I feel like
I'm taking up your time.

Oh, it's no problem.

Are you having a thing with her?

What makes you ask?

Picked up on a vibe.

Do you have a problem with that?

Sorry. It was wrong of me to ask.

It's been a struggle.

The authorities are cracking
down on foreign students.

I'm surprised.

I mean, that the church doesn't mind.

And you?

No. Nothing in that department.

My mother's my life.

I look after her.

She's dying. She hasn't got anyone else.

The council come in,
but you can't depend on them.

They don't have the people.

- They don't have the money.
- Same thing.

Um, where do you work?

Regal Pizza. I'm the manager.

Strange.

Linh saw the murder.

She saw the actual shooting?

She was out in the street.

Is it the killing that's upset you?

Is that why you're here?

Tell me.

It's hardly your fault.

Do you have an idea of him?

- You mean God?
- Yeah.

I prefer to say her,
but him if you insist.

Very clear idea. You?

I woke up this morning
and I thought I'd just get out.

Escape.

But if I do that, I'll just feel guilty.

Perhaps that is why I use the
Catholic more often.

- They are better on guilt.
- Laurie, what did you do?

I sent a man to his death.

It was me that sent him out.

Not knowingly.

Did you?

- I sent him.
- Laurie, did you know?

Well, then.

There's knowing and knowing.

There's... feeling.

I'm going to have to make my visit.

I'd like to feel you'll stay here
if you want.

I'm not going to be long,
and you're very welcome.

Thank you.

Good.

See you later, okay?

Oh, fuck.

- This isn't going to work.
- What isn't?

Avoiding Deborah.
Her office is going nuts.

- Oh, well, if it's just her office.
- It isn't. It's herself in person.

Gosh, you spoke to the leader!

And that breakfast television
woman called you.

- Really?
- What does she want?

Bit out of your class, isn't she?

I'm not going to tell you.
Remember, information is power.

- And The Standard wants a comment.
- On what?

On your dead Syrian.
You need to reassure the public.

- Reassure them about what?
- That the killer's going to be found.

What am I, Sherlock Holmes now?

You're not saying
you're going to find him.

Listen, people have a higher
chance of catching malaria

than they do of being shot dead
by a killer in a rubber balaclava.

Rubber? How do you know that?

Because I happen to be a very
good constituency MP.

I have to say something to Deborah.

Why?

She thinks you're planning to
break ranks in the surveillance

vote on Thursday.

Where on earth did she get that idea?

David, I can't hold
her off for much longer.

I'm sure you will lie beautifully.

- Oh, by the way...
- Yes?

Can you please find the detective
in charge of this case?

- Why?
- I just told you, information is power.

David Mars' office...

No, I haven't seen him, he isn't in yet.

Of course, I'll let you know when he is.

For fuck's sake! I don't believe this.

- How the hell did this happen?
- What's going on?

Only now they've taken
our witnesses away.

- Who?
- Fucking JDG, who else?

What happened?

We put them in a hotel for the morning,

Border Force talks to JDG,
JDG turns up, takes them away.

Apparently their paperwork was perfect.

It happens all the time.

You have to admit it's kind of
impressive. At least it's efficient.

I suppose you know where Harlsfleet is.

I do. Essex.

Down the A12. 90 minutes in traffic.

I can tell you right now, you're gonna have

- to make an appointment.
- What?

Well, you have to call ahead.

You have to have
a letter of instruction. Signed.

I thought we were the police.

So to them, we're just one more
agency. They're suspicious.

- They're suspicious of everyone.
- They think I have a hidden agenda?

Works for Panorama, goes in with
a camera in my fucking hat?

I called by the pizza
place on the way in.

Oh, yeah?

Laurie was due in for work
but she hasn't appeared.

Oh, one day after she sends a guy
out to be killed

- and she's not there?
- That's what I'm saying.

Is she at the dentist?

Isn't that what we do now? Find her?

You should get some sleep.

I'm not going to sleep
until we make some progress.

- Mm-hm.
- What?

What?!

Well, you may be
awake for a very long time.

- What's this about?
- What's what about?

Working through the night.

Just because it's your first big case?

Or trouble at home?
It's just stupid, over-working.

When it comes down to it,
it's inefficient.

This case means
something to you, doesn't it?

Are you going to say what?

So you have to talk to me, Sandrine.

If you don't, then you know the problem.

I fail. I don't pass.

It's not a test.

Don't think of it like that.
It's not a hurdle.

It's a precaution.

And it's in everybody's interest.

You can't redeploy on operations
and you certainly can't go back

to Special Duties until I'm
convinced you've put away the past.

Yes. I know that.

Well, I'm really feeling much better.

Since?

Since we started this process.
It's helped.

How's Regimental HQ?

Good.

- You're comfortable there?
- Completely.

- No problems?
- None.

I... I want to hone in
and talk about anger again.

The notes from Camp Bloodhound

say you arrived in Cyprus very,
very angry.

Not angry.

When you came back from
the tour? Straight after?

No. Distressed.

They specifically say angry.

I felt responsible for what
happened in Helmand.

In particular?

The Afghan women
who were working for me.

You get close to them.

And losing your colleague?

That too.

Do you sleep?

Perfectly.

But it's about respect.

Explain?

My best friend was blown up
in front of my eyes.

Elizabeth?

I picked up the pieces.

Yes.

Bits of her all over the ground.

Bits on my kit,

bits in my hair.

Even when I cleaned my weapon,
wiping bits off.

I feel that if I forget her that
would be disrespectful.

You were fond of Elizabeth?

Everyone was.

Well, it's...

it's a balance, isn't it?

Returning to normal life doesn't
mean you're betraying the dead.

Sometimes that's how it feels.

And you see danger everywhere.

You're trained for it.

Everything makes you suspicious.

You become like a... an animal.

What do you play off?

Sorry?

Your handicap?

Oh, um...

17.

Why, do you play?

I played with my dad.

Well, perhaps
we should play a round together.

Take your mind off things.

Perhaps.

It's open.

We're police.
We're looking for Laurie Stone.

Are you her mother?

I don't know where she is.
I haven't seen her.

Since when? Regal Pizza say
she hasn't appeared for work.

Well, she's not here.

Do you have any idea where she might be?

No.

You have a choice.

You can either let us
look round the place,

look through her stuff.

Or we can come back later officially.

How do you suggest I stop you?

Kip!

- How much?
- It's about a thousand.

So how long exactly since she left?

She left as usual this morning.

Did she?

And did she say where she was going?

I thought she was going to work.

But then she rang me later
and said not to worry.

Have you seen this money before?

Do you know why she might have had it?

No!

Why, does she usually have
a lot of cash?

Does anyone?

I haven't seen that much in years.

The point is this, there was a killing.

Yeah. I heard about that.

- What did Laurie say about it?
- She was very upset.

Nothing more than that?

She made my breakfast early
and then she went out.

Okay. We're going to keep in touch.

And we'll send someone round
to look after you.

Are you going to take her money?

As a matter of fact, we are.
But she's going to get it back.

My dad said never let the police in.
They bring bad luck.

Your dad was right. We do.

Well? What do you think?
Something's going on.

A thousand pounds in a sock drawer
seems strange to me.

You don't kill someone for a grand.

This postcode,
killing's two grand at least.

A thousand might be for helping to kill.

The place was employing illegals.
They paid everyone in cash.

If you think about it, it's not
surprising Laurie's doing a runner.

- But she didn't own it.
- No.

She was just managing.
And even that's a big word for it.

All right,
so she was caught in the middle.

It was all going fine
till it wasn't, sort of thing.

Another way of looking at it,
intentionally or not,

she sent a man to his death and,
hey, now no-one can find her.

The two things have got to be connected.

Karen Mars says she paid on the phone,

but there's no record of any
transaction.

There's no credit card slip.

So now we suspect mother of two
Karen Mars, do we?

Murderess, is she, because
she didn't pay for her pizza?

Well, no. Because she lies.

And I suppose you think she's innocent

because she's married to an MP.

Not any more she isn't.
That was years ago.

Oh, flame gone out, has it?

And have we found out who
owns Regal Pizza?

Yeah. A person in Boca Raton.

And does this person have a name?

Well, they have a registered office.

So, no, we don't have a name?

Meanwhile, I'm going
to go check on Mikey Gowans.

- You do that.
- He's covered in bruises.

He claims to have fallen
over the crapper.

- And you don't believe him?
- Do you?

And where the fuck is Boca Raton?!

You're new.

I saw you at roll-call.

I don't understand. What is this place?

Harlsfleet Removal Centre.

It's meant to be detention, but it isn't.

- It's removal.
- When did you get here?

I've been here two years.

I've been living in England
since I was three.

My mother brought me here. She died.

Now they've decided
they don't like my paperwork.

I'm what they call an over-stayer.
By about 30 years.

- Is she all right?
- She's fine.

Whatever you do, don't go to the clinic.

Don't do anything medical.

They're a different company,
they're even worse.

Still, it's better than
getting your ticket.

Every day you stay here, you win.

_

_

I'll fucking kill you.

We're in business.

Now fuck off!

Steady on there, mate.

Sorry, mate.
I'm just delivering a pizza.

All right, straight in and out, yeah?

Is that all right?

Oh, I see. Now I get it.

You're getting what you didn't
get last night,

because Mikey didn't deliver?
Am I right?

Cash only?

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

And as for you,
you're a fucking barefaced liar.

Why didn't you tell me
about this last night?

This is nothing. It's recreational.

It's not heroin. It's not even illegal.

Yeah, using you might get away with.

Dealing's a different matter,
isn't it, Mikey?

Bung him in the car.

- Who was that?
- Nobody you know.

What did they want?

It's so easy being a child, isn't it?

All you do is ask
questions all day long.

"Why, Mummy? Why, Mummy?"

You never have any answers, do you?

I really don't think you should
smoke in front of the child.

Oh, don't you?

I thought you were the au pair,
not Health and Safety.

- It's not right.
- Just so you know,

by the time I was her age,

I'd already been bombed out of my
house by Israeli shelling.

I don't think a stray B&H is going
to do her much harm.

- Yeah!
- Yeah, well, we all want to get away...

You all right?

Yeah, I'm all right.

What's bugging you?

Is it the sex-pest?

You should be careful.

The last girl he hit on,
he broke into her e-mail account.

He read all her private stuff.

I have no private stuff.

No?

We have some breaking news

regarding the shooting in South London.

Do we know the name of the victim?

We're not yet confirming
the identity of the murdered man.

All we are saying is that he was Syrian.

Do we know that for a fact?

Well, all the signs
are that he was from Aleppo

and that he'd recently arrived
seeking political asylum.

- Arrived legally?
- I don't want to say any more.

It wouldn't be right at this
point in the investigation.

I don't want to say anything

that might prejudice that process.
So thank you very much.

I need to know, did I get the right one?

Ah, as usual, Sarah,
you're always ahead of me.

As you expect.

Did you have a nice evening?
Don't you have a new one?

Yes. This one's a banker.

Very good. Aren't they all bankers?

Not always.

Investment fund managers sometimes.

I've even dated private equity.

There's a message on the
answerphone. I'll make coffee.

Thanks.

Enter your password.

You have one new message.

I need to know, did I get the right one?

Message deleted.

I've got Mikey downstairs.

He's running a nice little drug
distribution business.

Well done! Before we go in,

Fuzz, do you mind telling Nathan
exactly what you told me?

Uh, yeah, first thing, obvious,
the man's an expert,

knows about forensics.

- Also...
- Yeah?

A shell was found at the scene
which we identified as military.

The bottom of the case has
the letters RG, Radway Green.

That's the manufacturer that makes
stuff for the armed forces.

So the shooter's a soldier?

Well, all I'd say is had access to
military ammunition.

But it's British military?

I'll give you more as soon as I have it.

Doesn't sound like it's got much
to do with Mikey.

Well, why don't we find out?

Do you recognise this?

Do you know where we found it?

No. How much is it?

There's a thousand in there.

What I do is £20 packets.
I don't see that kind of money.

Is it just certain customers?

They say they want a special topping.

Special topping?

Who do they say it to?

Who do they say it to, Mikey?

It was my idea. I... I thought of it.

Sure. But it's not you on the phone,
so who is it?

Is it someone who needs money
to look after their mother?

It's me. I distribute.

I... I take the risk.

Yeah, but she gets a cut?

Look you can't expect me to say.

Rakhee, we need an All Ports Warning
out as soon as you can.

For Laurie Stone?

Yeah, Laurie Stone, and someone
needs to go to her flat,

- just in case.
- I'm on it.

"Dear Jane. I'm going to go now.

"I've got to sort things out
for myself, whatever that means.

"Funny how you're never ready
when the moment comes.

"You think you'll be ready,
but you're not.

"I knew what was right and I ignored it.

"What can I do? Thanks for listening.

"It means the world to me
to talk to a priest. Laurie."

Sandrine!

Take it up, Amanda!

Come on and get it!

Push forward... Sandrine!

Here! Here!

Sandrine!

Pass it back, pass it back!

- Over here, over here.
- Sandrine!

Forward... to the right... Sandrine!

For fuck's sake.

Seriously?

Pimlico Travel.

Hello?

Hello?

Is that you?

Ah, excellent.

The phone rang again.

I heard you answer it.

I told her to throw it away.

Well, she hasn't.

Why not?

Parmesan?

I don't like what's happening.
I smell panic.

We can't find Laurie.
She's gone missing.

- The flat's up there.
- Yeah, okay.

The police are after her as well.
We just have to wait.

Right, you two, upstairs.

Sure. Whatever you want. No problem.

- Well, this is an honour.
- Hardly.

We don't get many Members of Parliament.

- David Mars.
- Kip Glaspie.

Kip Glaspie. Are you the...

Yeah. I was.

Goodness. The athlete. I remember
watching you on the telly.

- That was... that was a bad one.
- Yeah.

And you're the guy who wants to let
everyone out of prison.

I did, until they moved me.

That's why they put me into Transport.

Listen, this is rather tricky.
Do you mind if we speak outside?

Yeah.

Well?

This is difficult for me.

I have to guess whether it's
possible to talk to you.

It's a character judgment.

I'm trying to guess what
kind of person you are.

Guess away.

Is this about your ex?

No, as a matter of fact, it isn't.
It's about your witness.

- Which witness?
- The Vietnamese girl.

Hanh Giang?

Well, she gave you a false
name for a start.

What's her real name?

Linh Xuan Huy.

Why did she do that?

A whole bunch of reasons,
nothing to do with the case.

Where does she live?

I'm going to find out anyway.

In fact, I can't see what
you're doing here.

All you're doing is kicking her
problems down the road.

She knows that.

Her residential status is uncertain.

We're all very keen that the
focus of the investigation

remains on the murder.

You know I can't promise anything.

No.

But she's frightened.

Linh lives with a priest.

You're going to find all this out.

Am I?

Yeah, the priest, she's already
in trouble with the bishop.

Why?

Because she's a she.

So what's your connection?

I'm very good friends with the vicar.

Actually, I'm more of an admirer.

In this community, there are very
few practical people who do

more than just talk about doing good.

That's Jane.

I hope you're not leaning on me.

I'm not. I'm briefing you.

Good.

These are good people. That's all.

Now, because she was on drugs,

Linh was reluctant to tell you.

She can't be sure, but she thinks
the killer was a woman.

- A woman?
- Yeah.

Did she see clearly?

No.

Okay. I need to see her.
Get her to come in, quickly.

- I will.
- Is there anything else?

Yeah, you should know...

I signed her student visa application

without knowing she was here illegally.

Then at last I've met someone

whose problems are worse than my own.

- Let's go and see what the guv's saying.
- See you later.

Yeah. See ya.

I hope you're not coming in, sir.

I'm waiting outside.

I'm allowed to wait here.

I am your superior officer.

I can do what I want.

I think this is yours.

Will you fuck off?

Will you fuck off and leave me alone?

Sir?

What was all that about?

- What?
- Outside.

Oh, I'll tell you later.

- Will you?
- We're late!

You didn't want me to hear.
What were you up to?

Nothing. Nothing, trust me.

- Fuzz.
- Yeah.

- The Vietnamese girl, the witness.
- Yeah?

She's now saying the shooter
could have been a woman.

- When did she say that?
- I'll tell you in a minute.

- Is it possible?
- Yeah, I don't see why not.

- I was going to tell you.
- When?

Straight away, as soon as I heard.

I thought the witness was
meant to come in.

She was. She's coming back.
She gave us a false address.

What are you saying? She's an illegal?

Oh, I see. Now I get it.
That's what the wanker MP was doing.

- I didn't promise him anything.
- Oh, like hell.

And you don't care that he was
the husband of a principal suspect?

Karen Mars? Is she a suspect?

What's the one thing everyone knows?

Every week, on the same day,
at the same time,

the same person orders the same pizza.

With dope. And you don't think
that person's implicated?

You don't think they set the killing up?

- I have to be honest, I don't.
- Needless to say

- you don't want to prosecute the girl.
- Oh, come on, be serious.

I am being serious.

If you'd have asked me, "How will Kip
react to a drugged-out illegal?"

I could have written the answer.
"How she always reacts!"

This is little stuff, Nathan.
We're on a murder case.

Policing isn't scorched earth.

No, and it isn't doing deals.

I think it is doing deals.
I think that's exactly what it is.

I'm Kip Glaspie. This is Nathan Bilk.

This is a colleague
from the security services.

- Do you have a name?
- Sam Spence. MI5.

I'm here because we believe there's
a national security dimension.

Yeah, I think we've worked that out
for ourselves.

Always the same. Police can't get
a result on their own.

We always have to step in
and save the situation.

Like you did with Iraq.

They're really nice women. Truly.

Most of them.

They all get on pretty well.

You don't have much trouble?

It's a lot like a slaughterhouse.
You need to calm the animals.

They'll be down in a minute.

I thought you were bringing
an interpreter?

We're conducting this
interview in English.

My English not good.

Don't start this meeting with lies.

You're an intelligent woman.

- You have money.
- How you know that?

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Fatima, we need to know everything
that's happened to you

since you've arrived.

You say you've been working in a hotel?

- Yes.
- Why were you living in a garage?

We were hiding.

Hiding?

So you're saying your
brother was killed deliberately?

The bullet was meant for him?

Because?

Because he knew something.

What?

- He had papers.
- What papers?

Papers he found at sea.

What happened exactly?

Abdullah took over the boat.

There was a fight with the captain.

We had to look out for ourselves.

We had to find a way to survive.

What way?

No. I don't want to say.

All right, I'm going
to tell you something, Fatima.

You say you came through Turkey.

Yeah? Where? Izmir, I'd guess.

Am I right? I know Izmir.
I know Basmane Square.

I know every shop on the port
that sells inflatable boats.

I know where you can buy engines,
where you buy petrol,

where you buy life jackets.

I know where you buy balloons.

Did you buy balloons?

Keep your possessions dry, right?

I probably know the beach
where you landed on

and the beach where you arrived.

Was it Lesvos? Chios?

- Samos.
- Samos. Okay.

You're going to have to tell me
something I don't already know.

We set out.

Yes?

The boat was over-loaded.
There were too many of us.

And we were packed together.

- I was worried for Mona because she's...
- Because what?

Abdullah decided we did something.

There was a fight.

The captain was killed.
That's all I know.

How was he killed?

I don't know. I didn't see.

Fatima, I'm trying to make
sense of this.

Did the captain have a gun?

Yes, I think so.

So, somehow,

probably what you're
saying is Abdullah must have

taken the gun from him?

Abdullah was defending himself.

He had the right.

He used the gun?

And when we got to London,
they murdered Abdullah

because he had papers.

He knew who the smugglers were.

Oh, so you can give us their names?

I can't.

No.

I bet you can't.

I'll tell you one thing.

One thing only.

They were English.

You're telling us
the people smugglers were English?

I don't think that's very likely.

It's true.

Englishman owns the boat.
Englishman runs everything.

Everything. Passports,

trains, tickets.

- This is A-grade service.
- All right.

- You said you came from Aleppo?
- Yes.

You worked in a hotel
before the city was destroyed.

- Can you name the hotel?
- The Baron.

I know the Baron. What street is it on?

Al Mutanabbi.

No.

- Try again.
- I may have made a mistake.

Yeah, you did.

It's on Al Khandaq.

No.

The Baron Hotel...

is on Baron Street.

Your whole fucking story is a lie.

You're no more Syrian than I am.

You lost your papers.

Please! We all know Syrians
automatically qualify for asylum.

Suddenly everyone's Syrian.
What are you?

I'm just a mid-level English racist,
but I do know the difference.

You're fucking Iraqi.

Therefore, you have no right to asylum,

and if you think you can blackmail us

by withholding information,
you're wrong.

I don't trust you.

Not till I have papers.

A residence permit,
for me and for my sister.

That's not how it works. Information
first and then we'll consider.

And we don't do promises.

Oh, by the way,
I don't believe in your Englishman.

An English people-smuggler
and we don't know of him?

Then why was Abdullah killed here?

She's a fucking liar.
She'll say anything.

I didn't believe a word she said.

She'll say the Archbishop
of Canterbury's running day trips

from Aleppo if she thinks
that'll get her a visa.

- They're all the same.
- Who are "they"?

You know perfectly well.

Her brother was shot in

the street because he knew
the name of the smuggler.

Think about it.
What's your problem with that?

- Who shot him?
- We haven't even had 24 hours!

You people are utterly pathetic.

You've no balls.

You want to hand out visas
like confetti.

You're not even police.
You're social workers. They know that.

They'll hook you.

Tell you exactly what you want to hear.

We don't even know their real names.

Could be anyone.
Have you thought about that?

There's no deal until she gives us

the identity of this so-called
English smuggler.

Or until we find the killer.

Oh, yeah. Call when you do.

Here, you seem smarter than her.
Keep in touch.

Help us both.

_

This is the final call for the 21:58

West Coast Service to Portsmouth Harbour.

Now leaving from Platform three.

What a depressing place.

Where?

Harlsfleet, of course.

What's depressing about it?

It doesn't bother you?

Why should it? It's clean.
It's warm. It's decently run.

What's your problem?

You want them all staying
with you and Gerald?

If anyone does come to
this country to do harm,

then I want them behind bars.

But I want the innocent ones
treated like human beings.

Oh, and you know how to
tell the difference, do you?

Not always.

But I think I'm better at it
than your new friend Sam.

Right.

Good night, everybody.

- Try not to be too late.
- I shan't.

- Or drunk.
- That's more difficult.

Good night.

♪ Bring me by bow ♪

♪ Of burning gold ♪

♪ Bring me my arrows of desire ♪

♪ Bring me my spear ♪

♪ O clouds unfold ♪

♪ Bring me my chariot of fire ♪

♪ I will not cease from mental fight ♪

♪ Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand ♪

♪ Till we have built Jerusalem ♪

♪ In England's green and pleasant land ♪

Of course, not all of us can be
in Special Reconnaissance,

- can we, Chips?
- What's your point?

Well, Special Reconnaissance is
sort of an elite.

Special, you see.

Not for the likes of regular soldiers.

I mean, what you're
doing in Special Reconnaissance

isn't really what I'd call
soldiering, is it?

Because it's spying.

Spying's not soldiering.

It's girls' stuff.

Enough, Dyson.

Good time for a toast.

Ladies and gentlemen,

to the Regiment.

The Regiment!

No. Please, please, please, please!

Sandrine.

Sir.

The Army's a hierarchical structure.

You think I don't know that?

I could have you out.

I know.

And I'd do it as well.

Interesting phone.

Has one number

and one number only.

Why's that?

If you could just relax.

If I could just relax, then what, sir?

Then you could get your phone back.

What is it you want, sir?

What do you like?

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