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Joe?

Joe?

RTV's showing trains
still moving.

Then why aren't
they responding?

We all heard
the collision.

Abby.

The comms plane's reported back.

I'm not sure the person
who installed that device

is in the waiting room
at Motherwell.

What?

Joe?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm here.

Oh, my God.

You all right?

Am I okay?

The comms plane is showing
that there are two
phone jammers down there

blocking out the whole train

and the single-board computer's

receiving external messages

via the satellite system.

So, the driver is driving
in real-time?

There has to be a large element
of pre-programming or AI

but they're obviously
directing it.

I don't understand,
how does that suggest

the person who installed the SBC
isn't at Motherwell?

It doesn't.

This does.

You all right?

Let me find something for that.

Hey, hey,
sit down, sit down here.

- Whoa!
- I've got it, I've got it.

- Take this.
- Thanks. I got it.

What just happened?

Goods train was blocking
the line. They moved it.

You think they could
move it earlier next time?

They know what they're doing,

and they do
want me to help 'em.

Well, I'm not sure
those two things go together.

I spoke to them.

He's telling the truth, okay?

We're never getting off. Are we?

I'm bloody getting off!

No, no, no, no, listen,
listen. Hey.

We're all definitely
getting off.

We just need to stick together.

All right?

All right, does anyone still
have any objection to me
taking the lead?

Is everyone okay, Joe?

Everyone's alive.

A bit battered, but alive.

Okay.

All right. Listen, erm,

I think we have a problem.

We definitely have a problem.

We have a plane
over five miles above you

scanning the communications
and signals

on board and giving us
over-scene intel.

But it's picked up a second
satellite phone on there

attempting to make a phone call
in the last 15 minutes.

They were using
an encrypted line,

and the call didn't
last long enough
for the team to break it,

but if they try again,
so will we.

What are they saying?

One of the passengers

maybe working with the hackers.

Hey! She's talking to you.

What are they saying?

They just said we need
to stay calm.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Right?

Abby.

I found a firearm.

What?

When we were looking
for the jammers.

Shit.

Did you move it?

The important bit.

What are you gonna do?

Watch.

Look.

Whoever's behind this

has hacked into
the station information boards

requested a ransom,
and calling themselves
"The Driver".

The U.S. are pointing
the finger at a group based out
of Tehran.

So, has someone on there
been recruited by them,
or by someone else entirely?

Why would anyone
stay on board?

I don't know
any more than you.

But I'm worried
we're about to find out.

Don't trust anyone.

I'll forward the names
through to uniform as soon

- as they come through, yeah?
Yeah.

Should I try and get
the thumbnail profiles

from the open source?

I could chase the CCTV up

from the hotel in Glasgow too.

- Yep, listening.
And what about

digging into the Tehran group,
looking for connections?

You're on mute, sir.
BBC News on the line.

They're asking if reports
of a train derailment

and explosion at Gretna

are connected
to the cyber-attack
on the rail network.

France have declared war.

The cheeky bastards
are briefing that

what they're referring to as

the "long-underfunded
British infrastructure "

has made a cyber-attack
on our railway network

a bloody inevitability.

They're pinning this on us,
before anyone pins it on them.

Do we want an NPAS helicopter?

There's one on standby
in Newcastle.

Abby.
- Abby?

Police helicopter?

- Abigail.
Ma'am, press?

The answer is no!

Message from the Home Office.

"Prove France wrong. "

Show that there isn't
any risk out there

that our cyber security team
can't deal with.

Tell me that's true, Abby.

Because I have to give COBRA

an update in 12 minutes and--

It's not working.

I wouldn't worry about it.

What's that?

Er, I got this
on my my first day.

I was a guard
back then, you know.

And then a few years later
they says,

"No, it's wristwatches,
you've gotta give them back,"
you know. But I didn't.

Never dropped a second.

I'm Chrissy.

Yas.

Thank you.

Hey, you helped me, didn't you?
When everyone else ran.

Unlike you, eh?

All this... therapy,

fresh start, qualifications.

Well, I didn't see you
turn round to help me!

Fraser, I'm only gonna
say this once.

- Oh, here we go.
- Shut up.

- I can see it coming a mile off.
Shut up, shut up!

Here we go.
Shut up!

So, Ms Draycott,
have you handed in
your resignation yet?

Like my dad.

Oh, God.

I need to make a call. Now.

The Cyber Security Centre's
got me on hold,
told me to stay there.

Do you want the train
to stop more?

Can I have that
as soon as it's free, please?

- It's not a payphone.
- I know. It's my phone.

Should I keep searching for
the phone jammers, or is there--

My wife is in labour.

At the UCH in London.

And the thing is,
she has preeclampsia,

and this liver thing.

Which means it's been
really difficult.

She's at risk of bleeding
and the baby--

Ah, mate.

I'm not after a hug, pal.

I just don't want you
to think I'm some teenager

struggling without TikTok
for an hour.

I am going out of
my fucking mind

waiting on a message.

Yeah?

There isn't one.

There isn't one.

Look, how about
I ask the centre?

I'm sure your wife's pretty busy
at the moment.

If we call the hospital,
we'll be waiting forever.

If I ask them, they will be able
to find out what's going on.

And as soon as I know,
I'll tell you.

Have you got any?

Kids?

One.

Boy.

Were you there?

When he was born?

They'll know you,
you know, already.

They'll know your voice
and they'll bloody love you.

Don't worry about that.

Now, can you help me
with the jammers?

Aye.

Good man.

Come on.

It's not a weakness.
The way you feel.

You'd have to be psychotic
not to feel it.

I'm fine.

Well, you look like shite.

I know it's been a while, but...

I do remember the feeling.

And it was never in response
to anything like this
actually happening.

It was just the fear of it.

Oh, God, I could do

without my body collapsing.

Just adrenaline, it's fine.

Hey, I haven't ever forgotten

what your dad said to me,
you know?

When I came round that night
sitting in your kitchen,

telling him what we would
do for you,

what we could do,
if you could cope with it all.

"Don't doubt her," he said.

"Don't ever doubt that girl."

Okay.

I was sorry to hear about him.

Why would anyone
with any amount of involvement

stay on that train, Pev?

From Glasgow, okay.
But Motherwell?

Can't answer that one.

Let's just say that it's,
it is this BBG,

this Iranian hacking group--

I'd rather not.

How do they think it ends?

The operating company
hands them a million,

they hit the brakes,
and then that's it?

We don't look any closer
at who was actually
involved on the ground?

I'm not sure we can
get into their heads.

But we can get into their code,
and we will stop that train.

Hmm?

What if we don't?

Almost our entire focus
has been on stopping the train.

Yeah.

What if we don't stop it at all?

Abby.

- Abby.
- Yeah?

The oil rigger has a situation
with his wife.

Can someone there
contact the hospital for me?

Yeah. Tobe.

Why are some
of the lines dotted?

They're-- They're freight only.

Okay.

I need the direct line
back to the signalling

control desk at Manchester.

And, ma'am,
I'd appreciate it

if you would speak to
the UK Rail's Gold Command.

Why?

Well, I want assurance
from them, and you,

that they'll do whatever I say.

Yeah, UCH. Thanks.

Got it, yeah.

UK Rail Gold Command,
signalling control.

- Hi, this is
Abby Aysgarth again.
Yes.

I need you
to take the nine Alpha
272 Heart of Britain

off the West Coast Mainline
at Carlisle

and put it
on the line to Settle.

That's not possible at Carlisle
I'm afraid,

the train's almost there.

Maybe 30 minutes.

Abby,
what are you doing?

Carnforth, before it can
switch.

Do it now, please.

Just cleared the WCM of traffic.

It has to be now.

It's going too fast.

Do it now.
Look,

even if I wanted to,

I don't have the authority.

Ma'am.

- What are you doing?
- I...

I can't breathe in here.

Here.

No.

What the fuck is going on?

Are you sure about this?

Yes. Do it now.

What have you done?

Is everyone all right?

Did we hit something again?

Dear God.

The pantograph just smashed
into the top of the tunnel.

The what?

The thing that connects us
to the overhead wires.

- Is everyone all right?
Mouse?

My screen's cracked.

Come here, mate.

This isn't
the West Coast Mainline.

What is it then?

- Okay.

Yes.

Yes, I'm here. I'm here.

Where are we?

You...

You're taking the tourist route.

Yeah, I'm not sure
there's currently

an appetite for sightseeing.

You are on the line to Settle.

And the train?
What happened?

The lights, the noise.

Yeah, this one
isn't electrified.

So, how are we still moving?

The diesel back-ups kicked in.

So, if we take you onto
the freight line further south,

we'll be able to
put you on a loop.

- 'Til the diesel runs out.
- Yes, 'til the diesel runs out.

I didn't have enough time
to stop the train

so I thought I'd stop the clock.

You... you're literally
going nowhere now.

And so what if someone else
is controlling the train?

We've got the points,
the signals, the network.

And you? Well, you're just going
round and round and round now.

Do you wait until the diesel
runs out to remove the "acting",

or are you gonna do it now?

Get Gold Command
to remove all passengers

and goods trains on any route.

Yeah.

Abby, I've had a glass of wine,

after champs and a serious surge
of hormones

but I think I love you.

Yeah, one step at a time.

Tell everyone what's going on.

Abby.

The French homework you gave me.

We uncovered a chain
between the TIC--

TOC. Train Operating Company.

And FOC and ROSCOs.

Basic error on the firmware
on the PLC.

They couldn't patch it
with the software

because the scheme
was physically burnt

onto a dedicated crypto
authentication chip.

Please, please use
the English bloody language.

Every company
involved with
the Heart of Britain's operation

knew it was vulnerable
to a hack,

but did nothing
because it was cheaper
to live with the risk.

And that means, if you could
get your hands on this,

so could potentially anyone?

Uniform are currently
kicking doors down

of everyone still on board.

But we only use the backdoors.

And we don't kick in, we log in.

Get North York's police
out to the line

and track the train
as closely as possible.

And get armed forces to reassess

an aerial landing
once it's crossed

- the viaduct and is on the loop.
- What did I just s--

- Nice one, Abby.
- Thank you, ma'am.

Erm...

The oil rigger.

- Abby.
Yeah.

There's a girl on board.
Early 20s.

Right.

She threw her bag out the window

- just before Carlisle.
- Why?

I was hoping you might be
able to find it and tell me.

We could try.

- Did she give a reason?
- No.

- All right, Abby,
I'll let you go.
- Joe.

Yeah?

Sky Geoghan,
the oil rigger's wife?

She's in emergency surgery.

The hospital say
that the situation for mother

and child is critical.

Sorry.

But they're gonna
update us within the hour,

should be clearer then.

What happened?

Yeah, thank you.

Er, they brought us
off the mainline

away from the electrics.

Put us onto a loop.

Eventually, the diesel
will run out and we'll stop.

So, we're just gonna go
round and round? For hours?

Have you heard anything?

Have they managed
to speak to the hospital?

Not yet, mate.

I'm sure they will soon.

Have you seen that girl yet?
The one with the headphones?

So, we have
Daniel Geoghan.

He's an oil rigger
at Finnis Brae.

Twice fined for affray

and he's used
to being suspended

from a rope
above the North Sea,

so doesn't scare easy.

Obviously, the minister we know,

and I'm assuming
we can count her out.

- Let's hope.

And then
there's the staff.

William Billy McLeod.
He's worked on there
for nine years.

No social media. No profile.

No digital footprint. At all.

And Yasmin Brown,

coming up two interesting
things on her profile.

An emotional post
a few weeks back saying

that their staff of three
was being cut to two

and that they were having
to reapply for their jobs.

That'll be about right.

Possible financial motive?

Yes, er, which may
also be true of Sophie Warren.

Now, she's currently studying
for a PGCert in counselling.

It seems she's been
selling off everything she owns

over the last few months.

Travelling with her
father-in-law,

who used to drive
that very service.

His son was left at Motherwell.

Says he's suffering
from heart failure.

Well, if he wasn't before...

Er, and that leaves...

Eleven-year-old boy,
who we've discounted.

So Rachel Li.

Digital lifestyle
trends reporter.

Arran Moy.
He's a senior accountant

at Leagram-McCann's firm

that's been accused
of sanction-busting
in the Middle East.

Christina Doolan.
She's a solicitor,

human rights focused.

Sues the government
about once a month.

And Erin Connolly.

She's a student at South Central
University in London.

She'd been working
at the Station Hotel

back home in Glasgow
over the holidays.

The hotel where
Erin Connolly works...

It's not the same hotel
that the woman with the baby

at Glasgow Central was last seen
heading into, is it?

- Hey! Tobi!
- Yeah?

Trawl the hotel CCTV
for Erin Connolly.

Can I have a word?

About?

Just about why exactly you threw
your bag out of that window.

Hello?

Come on...

Ah, hello.

Huh.

Ha! Got her! I--

I don't know
what you're talking about.
Weirdo.

I just saw you.

Are you okay?
- No, no. I'm not.

The woman with the baby,
she's with the passenger.

All right.

Now, watch.

Hey. Wait. Wait.

- Get off me.
- What are you doing?

What's she doing?

Wait, wait.
There's someone else there.

Get the footage
from that camera.

What're you doing?
- What's going on?

Joe.
Let go, let go!

Move!

Someone on board
met with one of the people

who deliberately delayed
the train beforehand.

It wasn't some
chance encounter,

they were with each other
for about ten minutes,

and they took something
from them.

Yeah, it's okay.
I'm with her now.

No! No, Joe, it's--
it's not the student!

- Joe?

Hey, hey, you don't put
your hands on anyone.

You don't understand.

Someone on here is part of this.

Joe?

Joe?

Joe?

Joe, did you--

- Hey, open up.
- Part of it? Part of it how?

You thought I could have
something to do with this?

Well, what did you throw out?

Just stuff I'd rather the police
didn't see.

- Not--
- What?

Ket, some benzos. Fucking hell.

I'm just working my way
through uni like everyone else.

Open up!

We have optics.

This is
November-Charlie One. Over.

November-Charlie One,
this is Alpha-Lima Seven. Over.

How close
can your team get? Over.

It's gonna vary a lot.

They need to stay clear
of tunnels, bridges, trees,

and it's currently accelerating
significantly. Over.

It is?

Joe.

If everything's under control,
why are we going so fast?

She's talking to you.

Hey!

The points and the signals are
under control, the engine isn't.

And these points aren't made

for a locomotive
going at this speed.

Pev, what's the train's
maximum speed?

Well, it's not the train's
maximum speed
we need to worry about.

- Well, what is it?
- It's the lines.

Well, what is it for them?

Depends how curvy the track is.
Not much above 100.

Hit a crack in the rail
at that speed and--

How much is not much?

- I thought it was safe now.
- Difficult to be certain.

Well, you need to be certain.

I can only be certain
if the train crosses it.

Hey, don't ignore--

There's no way we should
be relying on that man.

You know, I never thought I'd
agree with anything you said--

What are you talking about?
If it wasn't for him--

What is that for?
- What are you doing?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Alpha-Lima Seven,
this is Abby Aysgarth.

Is there any chance
that your team

can get alongside it,
even briefly?

We've currently lost connection
with our man on board

and we're growing
increasingly concerned,

and it would really help
if we could get eyes
into the carriages. Over.

You need to tell us
exactly what's going on.

It's not me you need
to be worried about. It's her.

Move.

Right, listen up.

Is that an axe?

Okay?

Okay.

What's happening?

Why have we stopped?

It's the north.
Delays are inevitable.

No, no, this'll be us.

This'll be us. It's over.

Shit.

It doesn't look over.

You hurt, mate?

I'm all right,
but the lady isn't.

- Which lady?
- The lady in the wheelchair.

- Show me.
She's bleeding.

How do you open the door?

Have you seen where we are?

If you ever shout at me again...

Unless the driver releases it,
it needs a key.

There. The staff will have one.

November-Charlie One,
this is Alpha-Lima Seven.

You're going to lose visuals
from the EC135 now. Over.

Alpha-Lima Seven,

this is November-Charlie one.
Why? Over.

North York's Police look like
they're gonna be late
to the party.

We've been instructed
to set down

two of our team as close

to the viaduct as we can.

I'd say we can have them
on board

in seven to eight minutes.
Over.

Thank you, Alpha-Lima
Seven. Out.

I'm sorry, but I had to
get this out there.

What?

Have there been
any messages for me?

Do you really
trust the government

to tell the truth about
what's happening here?

We're doing everything
we can.

From what I could see,
no one even knows
there's been a hack-jacking yet.

- No.
- They're only talking about

a cyber-attack on the network.
Nothing else.

It's not the job of government
to alarm people.

Insert joke here.

I've tweeted out
as much info as I can.

Trust me, it's better
for us if everyone knows.

All I wanna know is why you met
one of the people
who delayed us at Glasgow,

before they did.

I didn't.

Don't just stand there.

I need your help
to get Chrissy off!

How can we possibly
get anyone off?

- Answer it.

Abby, can you please
tell me what's going on?

Joe, listen to me.

The police are boarding
in five, six minutes.

The police are here,
they're gonna be
on the train in five minutes.

This is almost over.

Anything?

No.

I served you.

We need to get everyone off
whilst we can.

Look! Look!

You are going nowhere.

See? This is what she's like.

Do you or do you not know
anything about
what has happened here tonight?

Joe?

Yes.

I knew it! I knew it!

Abs.

Three minutes, Joe.

Three minutes.

Just three minutes. All right?

I did meet someone.

I'm not involved,
I swear I'm not.

But I guess she is.
The woman whose bag was stolen.

Or seemed to be.

Continue.

I was contacted anonymously
a week ago.

She said there was
going to be an incident.

Incident?

On the Heart of Britain,

travelling form Glasgow
to London.

Tonight. And they wanted me
there to report it.

Why you?

I didn't know the answer
to that myself until--

- Until?
- It became apparent
what that incident was.

That the train had
actually been hacked.

Why?

I've been working on
a piece for months,

about the hacking community.

I don't just wanna
aggregate news,

write shit puff pieces

and copy and paste promotions.

I wanna write something
that means something.

Something about where we are,
about the gods of today.

Gods?

Holding governments
and companies

to account from their bedrooms.

Terrorising people
from their bedrooms!

I went to Europe's largest
hacking convention,

interviewed as many people
as I could.

I'm guessing that one of those
behind this is amongst them.

You knew it was gonna happen.

- Not exactly.
- You knew something was.

Something but--

You risked our lives
for a career boost!

If I'd known anything like
this was gonna happen,

I'd have hardly got
on board myself, would I?

In my experience
of your profession,

almost certainly.

Oh, my profession?

Yes.

Did you know
there's been a ransom demand?

Did you know and didn't tell us?

- A what?
- A ransom demand from who?

But you don't have any idea
who this Driver is?

I didn't say that.

The woman in the hotel...

she gave me this.

And you've been sitting
on this the whole time?

- Get off!
- She's in on it.

Everybody get off!

Joe, one minute.

- One minute.

It's going backwards.

- Abby?

- Abby?
- It's all right.
It's all right, Joe.

It doesn't matter
if it goes back and forth
as much as it can.

They're like a rat
in a sack
thrashing around now.

It's okay, it's okay.

It doesn't matter
which way we go.

- Hey.
- We are not going backwards.

This ends now.

Move! Move! Fuck off,
get out the way!

What is going on?

Wait.

Stay away from me.
Wait. Wait.

- I need to get to that hospital.
- There's nothing you can do.

There's nothing you can do.

Do you know something?

I don't know. I don't know
what the problem is.

They didn't say.

But she's in surgery.

Listen, I know how much you
wanna be there, all right? I do.

I know how you feel.

I think I do.

The only reason I'm on here
is 'cause of my kid too.

Ugh!

Joe!

No! Wait, wait.

Jesus!

Oh.

He's going to the locomotive!
He's gonna try and stop it, Joe!

Joe?
- Abby, the rigger's on the roof.

He's trying to get
to the engine.

No. It won't work.

The dead man's switch
won't work.

The brakes won't work.
That's the whole point.

The train is no longer
being driven from in there.

The single-board computer
in the manager's office,

that is the locomotive now.

It has a driver,
we just don't know who they are.

Shit.

The key!

Ah. Fuck.

I can't see it.
I can't see it!

Ahh!

Ugh!

What's happening?

The points.
They're-- they're changing.

Yes?

North of England Signalling,
they need to speak to you.

Abby Aysgarth.

We've lost control.

Sorry?

We're now entirely
locked out of everything.

It's not glitches, it's...

it's gone.

Whatever it was they were
trying to do, they've done it.

It isn't just
the train anymore.

It's the points, signals,
all track side comms.

Everything.

It's UK Rail's
Gold Command.

Is what's happening up north
happening everywhere?

Yes.

- Meg?
- Abs.

We regret to inform you
that the...

23:45...

Heart of
Britain overnight service
from...

Glasgow Central ...

is no longer arriving
at London Euston.

We regret to inform
you that the 23:45

Heart of Britain
overnight service ...

From Glasgow Central
is no longer arriving at...

It's come off the loop.

Where's it going, then?

Anywhere.