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♪ In this life

♪ There's no such
thing as a perfect life

♪ Oh, and I let it die

♪ But looking back
I can't remember why

♪ Oh, my beautiful summer

♪ How the winter makes
me wonder where you've gone

Elvis?

Now I'm gonna kill you.

I could get out of this but
it would involve inflicting

much pain upon your personage.

You reckon?

- Hi.
- Hi.

We're getting married tomorrow.

- Mm-mn. No. Day after tomorrow.
- Are you sure?

- Mm-hm.
- Are you sure?

Oh, no, shit. No,
it is tomorrow.

Listen, when I'm done here,
I've gotta get back, babe.

- Uh-uh.
- It's a full-on day.

I've got to bring the car back
to London, gotta try my suit on.

When you're done here?
You cheeky bastard.

Do you think when
they're married

he'll still be sneaking
in her bedroom window?

They'll be in married
quarters so he won't need to.

Can I go through my
speech one more time?

No. Just go to sleep.

It's bloody good, though,
in't it? Moving and hilarious.

Yes, love.

Oh, gross!

I'd rather listen to your speech
than them bonking next door.

Hiya. What've you been up to,
you dirty, horrible degenerate?

Nothing, just been practising
my wedding dance with your sister.

Oh, yeah, bet you have.

Qil Tarring me with your
brush again? Morning.

What's going on?

I am just about to head back to
London, to try my glad rags on.

Not getting married
in your birthday suit?

No, can't have bridesmaids
fainting at the altar, can we?

They've been practising their
wedding dance apparently.

Aye? What's your
wedding dance, then, Elvis?

You gonna be shaking your
funky stuff on the dance floor?

- Can't tell you.
- Are you gonna serenade us?

Your mum must have
called you Elvis for a reason.

I can't tell you,
it's classified!

I can hold a tune, me.

Yeah? Well, listen,
it's our dance,

it's our special song and
you lot are all gonna love it.

- Oooh!
- See you later.

She Moves In Her Own Way

♪ Paper dreams,
honey ♪ Mmm-hm-hm

4 So now you pour your heart out

♪ You're telling
me you're far-out

Jd You're not about fo
lie down for your cause

4 You don't pull my strings

4 Cos I'm a better man

4 Moving onto better things

♪ Well, uh-oh, oh, I love her
because she moves in her own way

♪ Well, uh-oh, she came to
my show just to hear about my day

♪ And at the show on
Tuesday, she was in her mind-set

♪ Tempered furs
and spangled boots

♪ Looks are deceiving,
make me believe it

♪ And these tiresome
paper dreams...

- Thanks.
- Pleasure.

Hey, can I just say...

Please don't say anything,
Dad. If you make me cry,

my mascara runs,
I look like a panda.

- I'm gonna get your train.
- Thank you.

4 You don't pull my
strings cos I'm a better man

I think when I get married I'm
gonna have a horse and carriage.

That's what your dad
wants for his funeral.

Maybe we can make a deal with
the company and get a discount?

Can we hurry up?
My hair's gonna frizzle.

Even with frizzled hair,
you're still too good for him.

Right, family, are we ready?

Are you ready? Come on!

Jd Yes, I wish that we never
made it through all the summers...

Jd They're keeping
us instead of kicking us

4 Back down fo the suburbs

Jd Yes, I wish that we never
made it through all the summers...

Hil

Good to see you.

Ah, you look so
smart. Nice to see you.

Thanks for coming.

♪ But uh-oh

♪ I love her because
she moves in her own way

♪ But uh-oh

4 She came fo my show
just to hear about my day

You look gorgeous.

Dad, your jacket...
There you go.

Thank you.

You look great.

Oh, I've had enough of this.

Oh, hello, Grandmother's coming!

Georgie, where is he?
He is still coming, in't he?

He should be waiting for
you, not you waiting for him!

Oh, he's always late
on parade, it's fine.

The groom should be here
before the bride, you know that?

Oh, I know. I
know what he's like.

- Its fine.
- Where is he, Dad?

- What time is it?
- Only five past.

We've got ill half
past, don't worry.

Have you spoke
to him this morning?

No.

What's going on?

Er...can we go
somewhere private?

Yeah.

Is everything all
right? Who's that?

I'm so sorry, Georgie.

He said...

Tell me again.

He said that he can't
go through with it.

And that's it?

Why's he done this to me?

Dad!

It's all right. Let
it out. Let it out.

So, on the cry of "man down",

you get to the body
as soon as you can,

making sure of your
own personal safety.

Why, Jenkinson?

Erm...s0... Sorry,
I'm not sure, Staff.

Because a dead medic
is no use to their platoon.

So once it is safe, and
you've done your 5s, your 20s,

proceed to the casualty.

Carry out your primary
survey. C,A B,C.

Yeah? Catastrophic bleed,
airway, breathing, circulation.

So what do we do, Cox?

Yeah, erm...

check the airwaves
and make sure...

Airway, Cox. Airway.

Erm...airway.

Catastrophic bleed, airway,
breathing, circulation...

deformities,
environment exposure.

Cox, airway. Now.

You're all right, relax.

- Sir.
- Relax. It's good.

All right, Georgie,
how have you been?

Good, thanks, sir.
How's things with you?

Yeah, very well, thank
you. Molly's back in Afghan.

Yeah, I heard. Facebook.

She's working with the
training and advisory team.

You probably know that already.

So what you doing here?

Final mission-specific training
on the moors before Kenya.

You going Kenya?

Humanitarian mission.

Outreach project in the refugee
camps on the Somali border.

Well, some of us have
to work for a living.

I've just had a
word with your CO

and he thinks it's a sound idea.

- What?
- Need a medic.

Experienced.

Top of the range, fully
loaded, and you fit the bill.

What do you think? Actually,
don't answer that now.

Chat it through with your loved
ones and tell me in the morning.

And you can say to your new
chap that it's only six weeks

and you'll be back by Christmas.

Isn't that what they said when
heading to the First World War?

I wouldn't know, Georgie.
I'm not as old as I look.

How do you know that
I've got a new chap?

Ah. Molly.

No secret is safe
with social media.

No.

He's a doctor, I believe?

Mm-hm, a notch
up from a squaddie.

Well...why don't
you think that over?

You won't hear from
me in the morning.

Why's that?

Because I can
say "yes" now, sir.

Ooh... 14 hour, 12 minute shift.

Yeah! Apartment.
Bath. Candles. Wine.

I wish people would only
get ill for eight hours a day.

What? It'd relieve the
pressure on the NHS.

Well, funny you should say
that, because in Afghan...

- Oh, during the war?
- Yes.

Yeah? Heard it all before.

I got made a rather
interesting proposition today.

Oi, you're marrying me. Tell
all the other suitors to back off.

Yeah, well, it's not that
interesting. It's, erm...work.

In Kenya.

A six-week humanitarian mission.

Well, I hope you told
‘em where to stick it.

You're on a humanitarian mission
in Manchester, looking after me.

Come here.

Your eyes are rather beautiful.

- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hm.

Well, the sclera of your eyes
are as white as virgin snow.

I can't...I'm sorry!

See, I try to be romantic

and you just throw
it back in my face!

Everything is just
so medical with you.

Yeah, military with
you, young lady!

It's six weeks. OK? You're
happy for me to go Kenya?

What have they got in Kenya
they don't have in Preston?

All right, don't answer that.

And once we're married, I won't
be doing any more tours away.

Maybe... Maybe we should
set a date...to get married.

Look, I do want to
marry you, I do, it's just...

it's just all the shiz
that comes with it.

- What shiz?
- Everything!

But I thought after Sierra Leone
you were gonna be UK-based.

Yes, and I will be. You won't
even know that I've gone.

Hm? Yeah?

I know I'm not Sigmund
Freud or anything like that, but...

it's pretty clear to me that
you are refusing to set a date

for the wedding cos
you're shitting yourself

Jamie's gonna do an Elvis.

What's doing an Elvis?

"Forgetting" to turn up.

Jamie's not gonna do that,
Georgie, he dotes on you.

So if you are gonna
run off and abandon him,

can you let me know first?

I'll be all over that boy.

All right. I'll give
you first dibs.

Anyway, I'm not
running away, Marie.

You can't bullshit a
bullshitter, Georgie.

I know exactly what's
going on here, OK?

I did GCSE
psychology, don't forget.

Yeah, and you failed it.

So then why haven't you
told Jamie about Elvis?

Do you mind buggering off so
I can concentrate on packing?

- Ooh, back of the net!
- What?

You are running away, and
you haven't told him about Elvis.

I don't give a toss about Elvis.

I ain't thought about
him in years so...

- Oh, really?
- Yeah.

It's a six-week humanitarian
tour in Kenya, Marie, right?

And once we're back, we'll
set a date for the wedding.

OK, and that's when you're
gonna tell him about Elvis, yeah?

Do you tell all your boyfriends
about previous relationships?

- No!
- And I didn't fail, I gota D.

Yeah, for demented!

- What, into Nairobi?
- Yeah.

- Then how many hours' drive?
- About six, seven.

I bet. Bloody hell.

Oh! I love a woman
in uniform! Come here.

Let me see you.

- You used to love me that much.
- In your dreams!

- You look gorgeous.
- No, I do not.

- Gorgeous.
- Thank you.

Right, we're gonna update
you on our current situation

and give you your
missions and tasks.

We're going to be heading
towards the Somali border, here.

We'll be embedded
with the Kenyan Army,

under the command
of Captain Osman,

who was, incidentally,
at Sandhurst with me.

Firstly, welcome.

I'm looking forward to working
with you in the next few weeks.

We're gonna be working
closely with the Kenyan NGO

Kenya Crisis Care.

They are working here
at the large refugee camp,

a breeding ground
for Al-Shabaab.

Many NGOs have been killed,

many more have fled,
leaving the camp very unstable.

Primarily, we'll be tasked with
supporting the Kenyan Army

in restoring order and
assisting the Kenyan Crisis Care

with delivering medical services
to thousands of inhabitants.

The insurgents have a
ready supply of weapons

from across the Somali border

and they are proficient
at making IEDs.

We need to stay focused,
stay alert and stay alive.

This is effectively a war zone.

Therefore, whilst our mission
is primarily humanitarian,

we need to protect ourselves.

The situation on
the Somali border

is anything but straightforward.

When the Brits drew a
border between countries,

they did it in a straight
line which has resulted

in the displacement
of many ethnic Somali.

Generally, inside the camps,
they're hostile to the military.

Their men with guns
hate our men with guns.

Pretty much.

But also, the NGOs,
needing to remain impartial

so they can function
within the camps,

cannot be seen as
taking sides with us.

Albeit we're there to help them.

We don't want to add to the
confusion within the camp.

We are there to help.

Then we will withdraw
to a military base

three miles outside the camp.

That's where we'll be based
and we'll move into the camp

for a specific purpose.

Any questions thus far?

No, boss.

Right, guys, get your
heads down tonight.

Breakfast tomorrow at 0530,
then we move out at 0600.

Sir.

I like our new medic, boss.

I've got to hand it to you,
you've got moves like Jagger.

What does that mean, Fingers,
you weapon-grade scrotum?

I'm just saying, hand on
my heart, I've had worse.

Oh, so we choose our medics
based on their appearance,

like a beauty contest?

I would.

That's exactly what I'd do.

That's cos you're
a bell-end, Monk.

Thanks, boss.

When you're shot, you're
unlikely to have a hard-on,

so we choose our
medics on their ability

to deal with medical
emergencies.

I don't know, I reckon I'd
still have a raging boner.

All we need now is to get you
shot, Monk, then we'll find out.

And that will be arranged if
you don't start getting a shift in!

You two shitheads need
to switch on, sharpish.

Sir.

All right, babe, do
you need a hand?

No, I'm all right, thanks.

You married?

Just thought I'd get
straight to the point.

You'd better crack
on, hadn't you?

Crack on to you,
that's what I'm saying.

I'm engaged.

And I'm here to work. Got that?

I like you already.

Welcome aboard.

- Kicki, the soldiers are here.
- Did they bring the equipment?

I'm sure. They're only
just parking up now.

OK, let's go.

Everyone off. You all all right?

All good, boss.

Hey.

- Hey, Kicki, how are you?
- All right, and you?

Good. Nafula... Captain Osman.

Let me introduce
you to Captain James.

Right, C Operation
now! Lane, on me!

Help! Help!

Put him out! Put him out!

Approximately...
eight casualties.

Lift them and get them
into triage. Quickly!

Don't move them until
they've been assessed!

Let's get 'em stable first.

I need tourniquets and morphine
from my med Bergan... ASAP.

Come on, move. We
become a target here!

Get down!

Contact?

Has anybody got eyes on?

I think one shooter! No,
three, 200 metres, hillside!

Don't shoot until you're sure!

We need to get them extracted,
now! Into triage, quickly!

Escort casualties!

Lift on three. Yeah?

One, two, three... Go!

Right, mate, we'll take over.

Hello, sir. Hi, can you hear me?

- Can you tell me your name?
- Soon as he's off...

I want you back outside.

We're gonna get you a
doctor as soon as we can, OK?

Put pressure there for
me, yeah? Push down.

One, two, three, lift...

We have to take
his blood pressure.

I have been in this
camp for ten years,

which I think beats
your seven minutes.

I was worried, all right?

If we moved him,
he would've bled out.

Not moving them would
result in a bullet in the head.

- For them as well as us.
- We've got morphine

so we can give them pain
relief until the doctor arrives.

Doctors? We... We
treat them as best we can

until it's safe to get the most
seriously injured to hospital.

- Where are the doctors?
- Gone.

Gone?

German doctor was
taken hostage last week.

The rest of her team withdrew
to the hospital in the city.

That's the reality...Lane.

Kicki, we need you - a head
trauma that I don't understand.

From the fire? Why would
you have it from a fire?

Right, night, lads.

- Night.
- Goodnight, sir.

Give us a shout if you
get lonely, sugar tits.

Monk!

I don't want you to think I'm
a humourless Northern bird...

but one more comment from
you and I'll inject you with a serum

to make your cock shrivel
to the size of your brain.

You just got told!

She can handle herself.

Oh, yeah, she's good.

Like, everything's
a bit out of control.

My grandparents went fo
Kenya, said it was lovely.

We're in a bit of Kenya that I
doubt your grandparents came to!

Can't be as bad
as Afghan, can it?

Erm...it's... it's different.

- Are you OK?
- Yeah, I miss you.

I miss you foo.

Look, tell me everything's
all right out there.

Maybe I can do something good.

Medic, are you decent?

I've gotta go, OK? Love you.

Allright. Stay safe.

Yeah, come in.

Sorry to disturb you, Medic,
have you got any painkillers?

Yeah, yeah. What's the matter?

I've just got a headache.
It's the heat and lack of sleep.

All right, keep hydrated, yeah?

There you go.

I just wanted to...
check you were OK.

You know, what
with Kicki and that.

I thought you were 100 per
cent right, if that's any help.

- I'm fine. Thanks, Brains.
- You know, under normal circs

we shouldn't have moved
them till they'd been assessed.

I don't think that normal
circs exist round here.

Everything all
right here, Brains?

Yeah, boss. Sorry, boss.

- Is everything all right?
- Yeah.

Yeah. I'm just getting
everything ready for tomorrow.

Do you think it's safe to
leave supplies in camp?

We can ask Kicki
that in the morning.

Well, she has been
here for ten years, boss.

I know.

I imagine six weeks is going
to feel like a lifetime to us.

It's good to have you
on the team, Lane.

I was worried you might say
no because of the friends I keep.

He's not Voldemort, you can
mention his name, you know.

It was horrible. I think Elvis
could have handled it better.

It was the best thing that
never happened to me.

Have you heard from Elvis
at all, caught up on his news?

Nope. Honestly, boss,
I'm so not interested.

Look, I know he's a
complete tosser but...

But he's your mate. I know.

Yeah, he's a good mate.

Not a good boyfriend,
obviously, but as a mate...

Can we... Can we just
get on with the tour?

I realise he's your mate

but can we just shut the door
on yesterday, please, boss?

Get some shut-eye. Tomorrow
may well be momentous.

Lane?

Lane?

Lane?

Lane, you need to wake up.

- What's happened? What is it?
- They've taken Kicki.

What do you mean?

They smashed their way into
the Kenya Crisis Care base.

She's been taken hostage
by terrorists as yet unknown.

We need to get down
there and calm the situation.

- ASAP, please, Lane.
- Boss.

Right, guys, debus.

We're supporting the
Kenyans with crowd control.

Calm the situation and get these
people away from the med centre.

Lane.

Come.

How could anybody do this?

If you guys hadn't have come,

maybe none of this
would have happened.

Your presence with your
guns has stirred their anger.

We're here to help.

Well, it hasn't helped.
Everything's ruined!

Look...

I don't know how things
are ever gonna get better.

Or how to carry on any more.

Right, guys, in here now!

We'll bring in med re-supplies,
get you back up and running.

House party carnage!

Learn when to
keep quiet, Fingers.

Right, you and Monk go and
get a truck. Bring it down here.

Start loading this up and
get this place cleared ASAP.

- Sir.
- Kingy.

Right, fellas, you
know what to do.

Weapons and helmets down
here, let's get this squared away!

Lane. Captain James.

Intelligence suggests an
Al-Shabaab-inspired group,

but possibly a breakaway
faction working on their own.

MoD up to speed on all events.

Our Special Forces
are out looking already.

We've got to get this facility
up and running today, boss.

People will die
without this care.

You're in your own time now.

They've been onto
the Swiss Embassy.

They're trying to
contact her family.

But we're her
family. I'm her family.

You know, this was her life...

We were all that she knew,
all that she cared about.

Without her...

She'll be looking at
you to carry on, Nafula.

Every minute of every
day, she was saving lives.

We're not just gonna let her
life's work go to waste, Nafula.

Let's bring all the
supplies in, yeah?

See as many patients as we can.

They took the computer.

Kicki and others were working
on a database of patients.

How long have you
been working here?

Not as long as Kicki,
but this is my life too.

What's this?

Kicki's Dictaphone.

Maybe it's not broken.

Is that Kicki?

Thank you, Lane.

Boss. She was dictating
notes when they came in.

She had the gumption
to leave it running.

Captain Osman will now
pass this to Kenyan Intelligence.

Where is she? What
are they doing with her?

Undercover Kenyan Special
Forces are embedded in Al-Shabaab.

They'll find out
where she's being kept

and we'll do all we can
to bring her back alive.

You don't exactly sound
massively optimistic!

Right. On me.

They're trying to
stop a flood with...

..I dunno, a fishing net.

We're here to do a job, Lane.

Let's focus on the task in hand.

I don't even know what
that means any more.

What can I do?

We need to do a
quick assessment,

divide them into urgent
and non-urgent cases.

Urgent on the right and
we'll try to see them today.

Life-threatening at the front.

We're doing all we can, Nafula.

Mother with babies here. Goon.

Worse than Manchester
Royal Infirmary on a Friday night.

All right, boys, look, your
Amazon delivery's here.

Guys, how about
helping with the fridge?

And the med kit needs to
be taken into the triage ASAP.

You struggling?

Shut up, Monk.

We had one fridge all the
way through my childhood.

You must have been
poor, then, Dangles.

I always thought
we were quite rich

until I started going
out with Glynis.

- You're joking!
- What's wrong with Glynis, man?

We've all seen Glynis...

Please keep calm.

What is that?

- Is that a Tic-Tac?
- Kicki's idea.

Not everyone, but some
people just need a little pill.

My mother, for a start.

Really?

It seems to keep them quiet
and makes them feel better.

Tic-Tac!

Good "tac-tics", eh, Lane?

Can you ask him
how long he's had this?

- Two years.
- Two years.

Right, let's clean it up
and dress it as best we can.

Have you got any antibiotics?
Just flip him over for me.

Going to flip you
over, sir. There you go.

Just hold that nice and
tight for me, there. Thank you.

Keep it down.

Thank you.

Thank you.

No. Thank you, Georgie.

Got a kid with a mouthful
of maggots, Medic.

Walking past this
kid, I smiled at him,

and when he smiled back
all these maggots fell out.

Straight up, boss. My dad was
a fisherman. 24-carat maggots.

We're here to help. Calm, calm.

OK. Come here.

OK. What's your name, darling?

- Jomo.
- Jomo.

- Jono?
- Jomo.

OK, Jomo.

Bit of a pen and ink in the old
north and south, eh, Georgie?

OK.

I'm gonna look
after your son, sir.

Lie back for me, darling.

There you go. Yeah.
Open your mouth.

Your mouth.

Open your mouth for me.

Yeah, the tooth is very loose.
I'm gonna have to extract.

Will you get me some
lignocaine gel, please?

You ever done an
extraction before, Lane?

Erm...only on myself,
but I was seven years old.

I'll pull the tooth out,

then we'll flush the infected
area with saline, OK?

Can I have the forceps, please?

- Need a hand, Lane?
- Yeah, Monk.

- There you go, darling.
- What do you want me to do?

Just hold his head,
very gently, yeah?

There you go, darling.

That's good, thank you.

I'll try and get as many of
the maggots out as we can.

OK, keep your mouth
wide for me. OK?

That's it.

You're gonna be all right.
Eating crisps in no time.

Shh, shh, shh.

There you go. A few
more, a few more, it's OK.

That's it. There you go.

Right, just keep
him really still, OK?

You're gonna feel
a little tiny bit of pain

and then you're gonna be fine.

Yeah? It's gonna
be over. Yeah? OK.

Thank you. Monk, just hold his
head tight, yeah? Reassure him.

- What?
- Reassure him.

Shh! Reassure him.

4 She come from Greece,
she had a thirst for knowledge

♪ She studied sculpture
at Saint Martin's College

♪ That's when I...

♪ Caught her eye...
Gauze in. There you go.

Monk, you've stopped singing.

A maggot landed on my hand,
you threw me out of my stride.

Did Kicki go home often?

Back to Switzerland? No.

Why?

There's never a quiet
moment in the camp.

How about you? Do you
manage to get back home?

Let's just say that when
my grandfather passed away,

we had an outbreak of malaria.

You didn't go back home?

I couldn't leave Kicki.

You need to sort your work-life
balance out, young lady.

What does that mean?

Seriously, you need to
find some time for you.

But there's work to be done.

Well, are you gonna get
married, have your own family?

That's not for me to decide.

- Your parents?
- No, Allah.

Are you married?

Erm...well, no, I'm
engaged. To a doctor.

He should come out
here. Is he a nice man?

Of course! Wouldn't be marrying
him if he wasn't pretty perfect.

He's perfect?

Yeah.

Yeah, he is, Nafula.
Perfect for me, anyway.

I think I might end up married
to the Kenyan Crisis Care...

like Kicki.

Yeah, but look at Kicki.

Sacrificed everything and...

Life is about sacrifice.

But it shouldn't be
about regret, should it?

No.

- Kicki's watch.
- Mm?

This one.

She was very proud of
that. It was very special.

She said it kept
absolute perfect time,

although she always
kept it five minutes fast.

I need to go and
see Captain James.

Are you all right here
on your own for a sec?

I'm hardly on my own. I've
half the Kenyan Army outside.

Jomo's father had that watch.

Or one like it.

No, I'm pretty sure
it was that one, boss.

It's not in our remit to start
investigating petty theft, Lane.

But it's not exactly
petty theft, though, is it?

He must know something
about her abduction.

Let's get Kenyan
Intelligence to investigate.

- We can't abandon her, boss.
- We're not abandoning her.

But it feels like she's
been abandoned to me.

Then you don't understand.

Our sources are looking
at likely safe houses.

So, are we going to investigate?

Once we've ascertained
for sure, we move in.

Your passion and your
information are appreciated.

As I've already said, Lane,

we're here to do
a job on this camp.

And that job is so colossal
we need to focus on that.

That job will be made a
whole lot easier if we find Kicki.

Thank you, Lane.

There were these clowns
in the cancer ward today.

Clowns?

Yeah, yeah, but we're not
allowed fo call them clowns.

Why not?

Well, cos so many
people have clown phobias.

So what do you call them, then?

Er...chuckle monsters.

You taking the piss?

No!

All right, well, I think I might
have a chuckle-monster phobia.

Oh, yeah? Well, I think I might
become a chuckle monster.

Why not?

If we're not careful, life's
gonna slip through our hands

- without us realising.
- What?

What, do you feel like life is
slipping though your hands?

Erm...

Today I do, yeah.

Have you been putting
your sunblock on?

Yeah...the sun's got to mel

Let's just get married.
As soon as I get back.

You serious?

Mm-hm. You know, I
don't want a huge thing.

I'm down for it.

How many babies
are we gonna have?

I'lf think about
it and text you.

OK.

- Lane, you decent?
- Gotta go.

- Lane?
- Yes, boss. Come in, boss.

As you were, Lane. I've got
some very interesting intel.

Boss?

An eyewitness saw a Western
woman taken into a dwelling.

- Kicki?
- It's looking hopeful, Lane.

And this individual has been
seen frequenting the place.

Jomo's father.

O Group mission briefing 0600.

Mission briefing?

Need a combat
medic. Full battle.

Well done, Lane.

Thank you, boss.

Gents, sit up!

Relax, guys.

We're about to embark
on an operation to help

Captain Osman and his men.

Kenyan Intelligence have
got eyes on this dwelling.

It's an Al-Shabaab dwelling
known to be frequented

by Mr Sidig, among others.

He is well known around camp
and has many contacts there,

that's why this morning's
operation needs to be swift,

the element of
surprise on our side.

As the Kenyan Army always do
the morning sweep around town,

our presence will
not be unexpected.

- Any questions?
- No, sir.

ETA two minutes. Focus up, guys.

Prepare to move.

Two alphas. Keep eyes on.

I repeat, keep eyes on.

Perimeter secure.

We're searching and clearing.
Charlie Fire team on me.

Delta, right-flank it.
Prepare to move... Move!

Lane. Two fatalities here
and attend to this one.

Yes, boss!

Delta Fire team, push up.

Keep your hand pressed
down firmly on your neck for me.

There you go, keep
the pressure on.

Delta Fire team, push up.

Cut!

- Clear!
- Clear!

Charlie team!

Dangles, cover this door.
Mansfield, Monk, on me.

Eyes for hostage.
Check for captive.

One, two, three... Monk, on me.

Move! Move!

Move!

- Down, down!
- I'm on you!

Freeze!

- Stand up!
- Get him up! Get up!

- Go onto the balcony!
- Balcony clear.

- Stand up slowly!
- Stand up now!

Stand up now! Get up, get
your hands on your head!

- Put your hands on your head.
- Turn around now!

Brains, turn him to me now.

Red cherry, positive ID.

Right, that's dressed, that
should staunch the bleed.

Let's give you
something for the pain.

Dwelling clear!

Lane, need you.

Jomo.

Jomo. Jomo. Hey, it's
all right. Remember me?

- Remember me, yeah?
- Had to search him

in case he was booby-trapped,
hence his distress.

It's all right. Your father's
all right, I've seen him.

He's alive, they're just
taking him to the police station.

Does he speak English, Lane?

You understand
me, don't you, Jomo?

It's all right. Let's get
you looked after, OK?

Where's your mother?

Dead.

I'l be outside.

All right. We'll take you
back to the camp, with Nafula.

Do you remember Nafula?

They're looking for
a lady from the camp.

Kicki. Do you know Kicki?

Was Kicki here?

Is she still here now?

Where was she?

Boss! Boss!

This is now a crime scene.
No one contaminate anything.

I'll leave the police
here on guard.

Let's get the
injured to hospital.

Kenya Crisis Care
ambulance on the way, boss.

- ETA three minutes.
- Nice one, Kingy.

Right, guys, listen in.
Good work out there today.

If I had to single out
a man of the match,

it'd go to Lance Corporal Lane.

Thanks, boss.

You've always had a
thing for the medic, boss.

- Strike one, Fingers.
- Sorry.

Her interventions led
to the arrest of several

Al-Shabaab figures
in there today.

This is exactly how
it started with Molly.

Strike two, Fingers.

Right, guys, stay here.

Lane, on me.

I'll need to go with him, boss.

If he crashes and there's no
one medical in the ambulance...

You do know he's
Al-Shabaab, Lane?

I need to keep him stable,
get him to the hospital alive.

We can't just let him
die, boss, whoever he is.

Kingy, load up. We're escorting
the ambulance to hospital.

- Boss?
- Lane can't do this on her own.

Mansfield, up front in the
ambulance. Kingy, truck.

Eyes on the
ambulance throughout.

You heard the boss. Let's go!

Good luck, Lane.

Right, that's all done.

Shit.

Fuck!

- You all right back there?
- He's crashed on me.

Anything I can help with?

Fuck all, mate. Let's just
get him to the hospital ASAP.

Right, come on,
put your foot down.

Slow down. Slow down!

Watch out. Move!

Get to the right.
Get to the right.

- What's he doing?
- No idea.

- What's going on?
- Is everybody OK?

Captain Osman, find
out what's going on.

What the hell's he doing?

Contact. Yeah.

Take the doctor.

Has anyone got eyes on Lane?

/ am a British citizen
being held hostage

and will be executed
at sundown tomorrow

if all Al-Shabaab
fighters are not released.

You release our fighters...
or we cut off her head.

The situation has now escalated.

We're soon fo be
joined by Special Forces.

What's gonna happen to me now?

Pow!

Please, I'm a medical person. I
can help you and your brothers.

Please. Please!