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WOMAN: You can't
turn back time

to stop what happened to Sarah.

And are you willing to burn
down everything, to start again?

Yes.

A nuclear warhead nicknamed
"Big Boy" was hijacked.

MAN: The key's the detonator.

So, how do I get in?

I can give you a contact
who can make it for me.

Your name is Jenna, isn't
it? Archie told me about you.

I'm sure she didn't
tell you all of it.

It's a code black. I'm
authorizing us to go back.

- (WAILING)
- She lost her child.

Makes sense why you want
to blow up the plan?

I don't want to blow the plan.

Oh, just the nuclear detonator
thing suggests differently.

I won't be the one pressing it.

I'll have you.

La, la, good night, good night.

(BABY GURGLING)

Shiv?

Shiv? Shi...

- Oh, my God.
- (BABY BLABBERING)

How did you get...

You're standing?

(SHIV MUMBLING)

Suresh! Suresh, get in here now!

SURESH: What is it?

(BABY EXCLAIMS)

Your baby, he's
walking and talking.

What?

He's walking and talking?

I have three kids, Dr. Anand,
I know when something's off.

Yesterday he'd never walked
a step or said a word.

This morning, he
climbed out of his cot

and started talking
in full sentences.

It's like he's developed
six months, overnight.

(GASPS)

(DOOR OPENS)

DIVYA: What's the
matter? Another dream?

The man on the TV,
said there was a war.

There was a bomb,

where granny and grandpa live.

DIVYA: It's okay,
darling. It's not real.

But it is real.

(SHIV EXCLAIMS)

Hey uncle, what
happened to the wall?

Well, I woke up this
morning and decided

to write racist graffiti all
over the front of my shop.

What do you think happened?

Skinheads again.

Did they break any
windows this time?

HARI: They did not.

Perhaps they thought we're not
worth the price of a brick.

Still, exciting to find
out over and over again

we're from Pakistan.

HARI: Always a surprise.

- Can you put this on my tab?
- No!

I'm sorry, Shiv.
No more freebies.

Hey, listen, uh,

your dad's money problems,
they're gonna be okay.

That's very
reassuring, thank you.

SHIV: I mean it.

I've got a plan.

Keep the change.

Thanks, Bono.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Black Marble. Tea For Charlie.

Lost Girl. Different Cities.
Homeward Bound. Make Do and Mend.

Black Marble. Tea For Charlie.

(TICKING)

Lost Girl. Different Class.

Homeward Bound.
Make Do and Mend.

Make Do and Mend.

Black marble.

Tea for Charlie.

Lost Girl. Different Class.

Homeward Bound.
Make Do and Mend.

(TV REPORTER SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY)

TV REPORTER: we're now receiving reports
that a missile strike is imminent.

With tens of
thousands of troops...

(ALARM BEEPING)

(BLUES MUSIC PLAYING)

I want to put a bet on Black
Marble at the 2:30 at Epsom Downs.

You got ID?

All right. How much?

Five pounds please.

RACE CALLER: He's got first
run now and he's done it.

Black Marble wins.

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)

(HORSE WHINNIES)

(SIREN WAILING IN THE DISTANCE)

Shit.

Every little helps, I guess.

I can't let you through, son.

- That's my uncle's shop!
- Sorry.

SHIV: Dad?

SURESH: Shiv!

They're gone, Shiv.

They're gone.

What happened?

Bloody Fascists
burned the place down.

They never stood a chance.

(SIREN BLARING)

(ALARM BEEPING)

SHIV: Cousin!

What are you doing? Having
a breakdown or something?

Uh, no, no. I just
uh... just uh...

Here for some... milk, actually.

You're weird, man.

(TICKING)

(SIGHS)

(INHALES)

(DRIPPING)

(LIQUID SPLASHING)

What are you doing here?

Y'know, the guy
with the petrol can

doesn't get to
ask the questions.

(SCOFFS)

DINESH: We're in debt, Shiv.

My mum and dad think they
can keep this place afloat,

but they can't.

If it ain't the
bailiffs coming round,

it's the fucking National Front.

- So you're gonna torch it?
- Shh!

I'll make it look
like the NF did it.

We can get the
insurance money and...

I could have helped you.

Yeah, by doing what?
Robbing a bank?

(CLICKS TONGUE) Forget
it man. Go home.

Your family are upstairs.

Yeah, I'll take
them out the back

- before the fire takes hold.
- No. You won't.

- By the time it spreads...
- "By the time it spreads"?

You're setting a bonfire
next to the spirits

and the magazines,
you stupid dickhead.

It's gonna spread in
ten fucking seconds.

Trust me.

I know.

What are you doing here?

I came to save you.

(POLICE SIREN APPROACHING)

Oh, what have you done!

This, this ain't on me.
This ain't on me, man.

POLICEMAN: Step
back, please, sir.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

DINESH: I haven't done anything.

You did a good
thing tonight, Shiv.

Who are you?

I'm your new boss.

I've been watching
you for a while.

Wasn't sure you were
ready. But I am now.

What are you talking about?

WES: Black Marble.

Tea For Charlie.

Lost Girl. Different Class.

Homeward Bound.
Make Do and Mend.

Why don't you come and sit down?

You're about to
learn some stuff.

You want to know
what all this means?

Yeah.

You should ask The Lost
Glory. Oh no, you can't.

They gave you the slip again.

Where's Big Boy?

Where's the bomb?

I don't know, Shiv.

You picked me up before
they delivered it.

They're not Royal Mail.

You can't track the
delivery from the depot.

You not gonna smack
me around a bit,

see if I'm telling the truth?

You're gonna stay in that
cell until you tell us.

(GATE CLOSES)

RYAN: We've run a program
over all these maps,

they don't correlate to any
known area in our system.

We've tried layering
them, reversing them,

pulling out landmarks.

RYAN: I'm not sure that
these are real places.

THE DANE: Oh, so the guy just
likes doodling pretend maps?

ARCHIE: Clearly not.

There's a code in there.

We just have to crack it.

WES: But all the intel we have,

suggests that The Lost
Glory were communicating

with a splinter cell,

based out of Romania,
that's about it.

Rebrov couldn't
tell us any more?

Well, I spoke to him. He's
not giving us anything.

(DOOR OPENS)

GEORGE: What did you mean

when you said you'd
talked to Rebrov?

An interrogation.

What does interrogation mean?

Do you need a dictionary?

(SCOFFS)

Do you need a copy of
the Geneva convention?

I'm not torturing him, George.

The last time I saw him,

he looked like he'd run
into the back of a truck.

What were you doing seeing him?

I wanted to talk to him.

Sorry, should that
be "interrogate"?

What expression do we use

when we've spoken to someone
and not beaten them senseless?

- What did you talk about?
- Oh, not much.

He wasn't in the
mood for a chat.

Maybe cause one of my colleagues

had already made him
swallow his own teeth.

I don't know.

I got some shitty intel once.

And things went bad and
we're still paying for it.

All cause the guy whose job
it was to get the truth,

didn't do his job.

If you're a road sweeper,
you can make a mistake.

If you're a traffic cop,
you can make a mistake.

If you work here,

you cannot make a
fucking mistake.

That's the beginning,
middle and end of it.

- You shot the wrong man.
- He used his decoys.

Intel fuck-up.

(WAILING)

(FAYE SHRIEKS)

(WES GASPS)

She had more time than my son.

Take me to it.

Put it down.

REBROV (OVER PHONE):
Janet, I'm sorry.

You need to run.

(HORN HONKS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

What are you gonna do?

You gonna shoot me, Shiv?

Why don't you come back?

We can talk about this.

I don't think so.

I'm out.

What about Janet?

Are you gonna leave her?

- And the baby?
- You leave them out of it!

I can't do that.

Have you ever considered we
might not be the good guys?

I've thought about it.

And?

And I think we're the
fucking good guys.

What does that make me then?

Well I think that entirely
depends on the next few minutes.

This is all your
fault, you know?

This is all on you.

Dennis!

- Dennis!
- REBROV: All you had to do

was shoot the right man.

SHIV: You okay?

Fuck off.

SHIV: I'm taking
you to the hospital.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

- JANET (OVER PHONE): Dennis.
- This is Shiv, Janet.

I've got Dennis with me.
He's been wounded in the leg,

but he's gonna be okay.

I need you to come
into the office.

JANET (OVER PHONE): I want
to speak to my husband.

SHIV: Can't let you do that.

JANET (OVER PHONE): You owe
me, Shiv. You owe us both.

I'm gonna drop him
off at the hospital,

then I'm coming to pick you up.

You have an hour.

(PHONE THUDS)

(PATIENT MONITOR BEEPING)

No one goes in or out.

I've got people
coming to pick him up.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(PHONE VIBRATING)

- ARCHIE (OVER PHONE): Shiv?
- Yeah.

We've lost him.

Rebrov, he broke the
neck of a guard and fled.

And Janet?

Gone.

ARCHIE (OVER PHONE):
Jesus Christ, Shiv.

How did this happen?

Clocking off time.

- Let's grab a pint.
- Um...

I'm not really in the mood.

Well, I'm not really in
the mood to drink alone

and I outrank you,
so get your coat.

Does Lazarus torture people?

It's happened.

"Happened" is past
tense. It's happening.

Now. Shiv's kicking ten
bells out of Rebrov.

No, he isn't.

Why's he got a black eye then?

'Cause I hit him.

Why?

Cause there's a nuclear
warhead on the loose

and I'd tried everything else.

Do you feel good about that?

Right now, there's hundreds
of thousands of lives

in the balance.

Do I support torture? No.

Do I cry myself to sleep

'cause the guy that
can stop all of this,

got slapped around a little
bit? No. Not if we win.

- He used to be your friend.
- "Used to be."

- Past tense.
- Yeah, what happened?

Things went bad.

Mistakes were made.

Here we all are.

Rebrov said Shiv
used waterboarding...

- He's lying.
- How do you know?

'Cause I know.

Maybe you'd know for
sure if you hadn't taken

the security cameras
out of the cell.

Say, you think a
bomb's about to go off

and you couldn't reset,
would you torture him then?

Would you pull his teeth out?

Would you blind him?

Would you cut his
fucking balls off?

I'm just trying
to establish where

the line of moral certainty
starts to blur for you.

I'll cut your fucking
balls off in a minute.

- Archie.
- You didn't join

the boy scouts, George.

We deal with big stuff
here. People get hurt.

Sometimes, badly.
Sometimes, by you.

Well, perhaps you
should have told me that

when you recruited me.

That nagging feeling
of doubt you have

in the back of your head,

learn to ignore it.

But hope it never goes away.

Thanks for the pint.

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING)

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

IAN (OVER PHONE): We need
to talk about the funeral.

George?

GEORGE: Yeah. Sorry, yeah.

Uh, I need to organize it.

IAN (OVER PHONE): We can
do all of that for you,

you don't need to worry.

No, she's my wife, I
should be the one...

- IAN (OVER PHONE): George?
- Nothing. Sorry.

She wasn't my wife.
You know what I mean.

IAN (OVER PHONE): It's okay.
It's, it's awful, all of it.

How are you coping? Are
you talking to someone?

There's no shame in it.

Maybe you and me should
go for a pint sometime.

George?

I have to go, Ian.

Just leave it with
me. I'll fix it.

Highest point...
Highest point...

From 227meters...

So, you got the highest
point for each map.

Two fifty-five, sixty-four.

Thirty-two meters.

So five points, five numbers.

A sequence of five numbers.

It's an I...

It's an IP address.

IP address from the data.

(SCOFFS)

Romania.

Got ya.

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(BEEP)

(PHONE VIBRATING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Archie? It's um, it's George.
I'm just calling 'cause...

Archie's away from her
desk. This is Shiv.

GEORGE (OVER PHONE): Oh.

Cool. Okay.

Uh, well, yeah, I-I'm... I'm
just ringing in because...

I'm not feeling well.

GEORGE (OVER PHONE):
Got a bug or something.

Chucking up all night.

Think I need to take
a day or two off.

SHIV (OVER PHONE): Okay.

I ate something, maybe?

SHIV (OVER PHONE): Well, I
hope you feel better soon.

Thank you.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

Hey, Ryan, I need to get a look

at an individual's bank
accounts for the last month.

Uh, yeah, uh, have
you got the paperwork?

It's time-sensitive.

I mean, we can get a retroactive
warrant after the fact,

but it's risky.

I'll front it, don't worry.

Okay, um...

Whose account do you need?

- Agent Addo.
- George?

This is between
me and you, okay?

Yeah, okay.

Okay.

Yeah. Forget it. Thanks.

Um...

I need you to find the
account for George's partner.

I don't know her surname,
but her first name's Sarah.

She was a teacher at a
primary school and um,

she's dead.

But her account
might still be open.

- Are you sure about this?
- Yes.

Okay.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

ARCHIE: Hey.

What are you looking at?

Some bullshit.
Nothing interesting.

ARCHIE: Where's George today?

Uh, he called. He can't come
in. Not feeling himself.

I'm heading out.

Call me if anything comes up.

I want live updates
on those accounts.

I don't care if he's just
buying bog roll and milk,

I want to know about it.

Where are you going?

Bucharest.

(CHILDREN GIGGLING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(NOTIFICATION CHIMES)

(PHONE RINGING)

SHIV (OVER PHONE): I
need you to look up

what variables of destination

spending 57 Romanian Lei

at Bucharest train
station will get you.

Sure thing.

Be quick. My plane's boarding.

RYAN: There's five
destinations you can get to

by spending that amount.

Three direct trains
and two with changes.

They're kind of
spread out though.

SHIV: Send me
through the options

and any updates on
the card, let me know.

- STEWARDESS: Have a good flight.
- Thanks.

FLIGHT STEWARDESS:
Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to Bucharest Henri
Coanda International Airport.

SHIV: Thanks.

(DIALING NUMBER PAD)

(PHONE RINGING)

You said there were five
possible destinations

with the ticket price he paid.

How many of those destinations
depart from platform one?

Uh, one! Brasov.

I don't see it on the board.

Uh, there's work on the line,

they're having to
change at Mizil.

Right. Next service to
Mizil isn't for two hours.

A taxi can get you there in one.

(TRAIN ANNOUNCER SPEAKING
FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(PHONE RINGING)

Yeah.

RYAN (OVER PHONE): He just made
a purchase for 4.99 pounds,

for an in-game upgrade
of ten golden gemstones.

Okay. Thanks.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

(TRAIN HORN BLARES)

Need receipt?

(NOTIFICATION CHIMES)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(PANTING)

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Hey, guys, move!

(GROANS)

(MAN YELLS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(WOMEN SHRIEKING)

MAN: Please, come.

Oh, he run.

(GRUNTS)

(COUGHING)

(GLASS BREAKS)

- Agh!
- (DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE)

(GROANING)

(GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

(MAN YELLING IN
FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Hey!

(EXHALES)

(EXHALES)

(BOTH PANTING)

Hey, man. What's up?

You're a fucking idiot.

What the hell are you doing?

Did you see me fall
out that window?

That was intense.

You worked out where Big Boy is.

Yeah.

Well, now you're gonna
tell me where it is.

- No.
- George.

You don't want to
go down this path.

Look at me, man.

I think... I think
I'm down the path.

No, you're not.

You're grieving.

You're not just grieving,
you're going through something

almost no one in history
has gone through.

You've lost someone and you have
the chance to bring them back.

That's some pretty fucking
heavy shit, George.

Yeah, it's... it's
pretty fucking heavy.

But you can't do it.

You can't put hundreds of
thousands of lives at risk.

You can't turn back millions
of lives just because you can.

You know that.

Deep down you know that.

It's actually not
that deep down.

So come back with me.

I promise, we can sort this.

You're not like Rebrov.

You're not gonna do
the things he's done.

Agh!

Does anyone else
know about this?

I'm gonna bring her back, Shiv.

I'm gonna bring you back too.

The first thing I'm
gonna do is come for you.

I know.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(NOTIFICATION CHIMES)

(NOTIFICATION CHIMES)

(NOTIFICATION CHIMES)

Uh, I need to see the prisoner.

- (ELECTRONIC BEEP)
- (DOOR SLIDING OPEN)

(DOOR SLIDING OPEN)

(CLEARS THROAT)

I have a message for you.

Big plans are afoot.

(GUARD WHISTLING)

(SCREAMS)

GUARD: Step away from him!

- GUARD: Get back!
- (REBROV SCREAMS)

- (NECK BONES CRACK)
- (ALARM BLARING)

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(WIND HOWLS)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)