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PRIEST: We thank you, Almighty God, for the gift of water

to sustain, refresh, and cleanse all life.

Over water, the Holy Spirit moved

in the beginning of creation.

I baptise you in the name of the Father, the Son,

and the Holy Spirit.

And Christ claims you for his own.

Receive the sign of the cross.

We thank you, Father, for the water of baptism.

In it, we are buried with Christ in his death.

By it, we share in his Resurrection.

Your visitor, professor?

I put him in your office in case he broke something.

Who is he?

Staff Corporal General GI Joe-something.

He seemed to know who you were.

And you just let him into my office?

Well, you know how it is.

A man in uniform, I go a bit weak at the knees.

Even the hide of his jacket will

get him to do what he's told.

Ooh!

Oh.

Oww!

Drunk at midday?

Well, at least my patients can't complain.

Anyway, I'm not drunk.

One glass of pre-mixed box fizz.

They found him.

I'm very sorry, Sergeant Lambert.

It was the outcome that was most likely, but finding the body

doesn't always bring the closure that you hope it will bring.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

This is Daniel Lambert's file.

Your brother, I'm sorry.

Why show up in uniform?

I mean, assuming he isn't coming a bit

leer with the regimental mascot or KARI/ODA Kuda cutting room.

Well, maybe he's making a point.

Exactly.

We have your brother's DNA on a file

from the coroner's inquest.

They can be tested against the remains.

Dan was never a fighter.

Even as a baby, he'd not protest.

He didn't have a cry in him.

Even if he was hungry or wet, he just took it, no complaints.

I told our mum I'd look after him.

She blamed me when he enlisted.

Said he was trying to copy his big brother.

But when he died, she didn't say anything.

It was bad enough I couldn't protect him,

but I never even brought him home.

You said at the inquest, if we found him, you'd help us.

Yes, that's right.

I did promise that.

The body we brought back here, once it's here,

a team out there will collect the remains

through repatriation.

I want to make sure they do it right.

Forgive me for asking, but what do you want from this?

I want the Taliban bastards that's killed him.

I want them in court on trial.

Scott, this was--

look, I'm sorry, but your brother was a soldier.

He was killed in a war.

It's tragic, but it's not a--

What, a crime?

No, that's exactly what it was.

The Taliban aren't an army.

They're not soldiers.

They're terrorists.

This was murder.

I want justice.

We were running patrols out of a forward-operating base

at Saleh east of Kaliaser.

Dan was involved in contact with insurgents

here about two kilometres out of town.

They were ambushed in an orchard.

I wasn't there.

I wasn't his direct NCO.

I made sure he was in a different platoon.

I heard over the radio from base that they had a man missing.

I knew it was him.

They found his body here two days ago.

It's a water project, Spoils of Peace, water in the desert.

What is it?

This happened in 2008.

This murder happened in 2008.

And?

You must deal with older crimes than this.

We would expect the remains to be incomplete.

Natural dispersal, animal activity.

Well, that's why I'm talking to you.

But the army have their own teams,

specialised forensic units.

They know--

The army isn't going in.

They can't.

The British and coalition forces are no longer

operating in this area.

It's a success story handed over to Afghan control.

It's a non-combat zone now.

We aren't allowed to send British soldiers in.

The MOD are paying to have a team exhume the remains

and repatriate them, but it can't be

army personnel on the ground.

So it's an Afghan team that would be going in?

I don't know.

I just need you to tell me what you

need so that when they send my brother back,

you have everything necessary to find out how he died

and who killed him.

You want to know what we need?

We'd need a perimeter search to 25 metres initially.

Any work on this water project would have to stop immediately.

Normally takes soil samples, insect remains,

examine the bones in situ, and we

can try to determine if he died where he was found

or whether the body was transported,

whether he was buried deliberately

or simply left there.

We can see a rib cage, but if there's no skull, then--

If the Taliban executed him, they probably used

a knife they'd have cut

No Jack.

Sorry.

Look, there's very little we can tell you apart

from telling you the truth.

Let's say you convince someone this was a crime.

You said yourself an execution.

What else would you call it?

You're not going to get a prosecution because you're not

going to get any evidence.

By the time the body gets here, the possibility

of there being any forensic evidence and that evidence

not being contaminated--

So you're telling me to drop it?

Yes.

Yes, I think I am.

Ten years now.

The police come off a plane from the desert

and into our cutting room, and we shop at the coroner's court,

tell them what they already know.

Gunshot wounds, injuries sustained, roadside bomb,

assailants unknown.

They go out there for us you know.

It's their job.

And this is my job.

I've had that sand in my hands, shaking it out of their boots.

Young boys just out of short trousers straight into uniform

coming through that door like freight.

I think I'm going to go.

That's fine.

It's not much on here.

Get some rest.

That's not what he means.

Is it, Leo?

I promised Scott Lambert that I would help him.

I promised him at the inquest.

I had to go out and do the post mortem.

To Afghanistan?

Why?

That kid's body was on a beach in Bognor

at the bottom of Lake Windemere, we

would tear the place apart trying to find the killer.

Why is it any different?

Because it isn't bloody Bognor.

It's bloody Afghanistan.

Scott Lambert is looking for justice.

Isn't that why we send them out there in the first place.

I thought it was freedom.

Isn't it the same thing?

Heathrow to Dubai, Dubai to Kabul.

So bloody mundane.

This is crime scene stuff.

Now I can do the forensics, secure the body,

and get it back to you for what it's worth.

At least it'll give the families something

to go on if they want to push for a prosecution.

Let me go instead.

I appreciate it, Jack.

I really do.

But I'm booked.

I want to go.

I've been looking at the photos.

It's bone stuff.

I get something out of it.

Besides I turn, you stroke, so I'll go.

Have you been talking to Jack?

No.

Yes, she has.

Why do you want to come all of a sudden?

We don't.

We just do.

I'm sure Dan Lambert didn't want

to go to Afghanistan either, but it's like you said.

It was his job, and this is our job.

Scott said they're funding a team to bring his brother back.

So why not your team?

Can you...

Stop doing that.

You were on time.

Yeah.

You weren't.

Sorry.

Nothing's on time out here.

I'm Sean Nugent.

Hi.

You the guys who come to the soldier home?

That's the idea.

You work for the water project here?

Not that one.

He's your designated decoy.

Right.

Let's cook, straight, and travel scrabble

in the cool box.

Make yourselves comfortable.

It's a long drive.

This is rush hour is it?

Tarmacing this highway was considered a priority.

Twenty soldiers died building this road.

Back when I was serving, the only way to get around

was by whirlybird.

Were you in the army?

Most of us in the private security game were.

Yanks, Poles, Canadians.

What, you loved it here so much, you couldn't leave?

I fought here.

I wanted to know if it was worth it.

Now you're making the desert bloom.

Better than making it bleed I suppose.

So nothing to do with the money then?

I spent 15 years in the British army on less than a

nurse's wage, and you naturally assume that I'm primarily

motivated by money.

So unfinished business?

The Brex Force fought here in 1813, eh.

No one's conquered this place since Alexander the Great.

Could say that Afghanistan is the very definition

of unfinished business.

Still five grand a week's five grand a week right?

Shut up, Jack.

You're something of an asshole aren't you?

What's going on?

Oh, god.

I'm not sitting here to be shot at.

Wait.

Just stay where you are.

Might not be shooting.

What do you think it is then?

Might be a bomb.

Jack!

Get back in the vehicle!

Get your head down!

Get your head down.

If I see you again, I'll shoot you myself.

Dan!

Get in here.

Yes, this is cold saying golf whiskey 5

or north south length 17 near marker 49.

We have a road block here.

Someone stuck five rocks the middle of Sunset Boulevard.

Do you have a patrol in the area?

Received going out.

Yeah, I'll stand by.

Standing by is what I live for.

Can you tell us what's going on?

You know as much as I do.

Well, you think it's a--

an ambush?

Can't we just turn around?

We could do.

It'll add ten hours to our journey.

Well, it's better safe I suppose.

And then there's the chance that that's

what the roadblocks there for.

We turn around and run into the real ambush.

So what do we do?

We just-- just wait here?

Don't know.

Until we find out for someone better

equipped to get us out of here.

Yeah.

Keep me posted, yeah.

Thanks.

And?

And nothing.

We're on our own.

Cavalry's busy elsewhere.

So what are you going to do?

You're not thinking of moving those things are you?

Probably bombs under there.

Whole country's littered with them.

Hey, I'm talking to you.

You're going to move them?

No.

We're going to move them.

You and me.

Come on.

Jesus, Nikki.

What are we doing here?

It's going to be OK.

Right, asshole.

Now we push.

Come on back, boy.

Push up.

Come on.

What?

Come on.

These rocks won't move themselves.

Come on!

Wee burns.

Thanks, Sean.

Stay there.

Don't move.

Is that what I think it is?

Pressure plate IED.

Ten kilogrammes of homemade explosives I'd say.

And we just walked straight past it?

Show me your shoe.

Yeah, that's your footprint all right.

That's how close you are to being dead.

What was all that about?

Nothing.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

SEAN: IED identified unmarked on Sunset Boulevard.

Moving out.

I'm Dr. Joya.

I'm in charge of the project here.

Professor Dalton, hello.

Hi.

Jack Hodgson.

Hi.

Nikki.

Hi.

How was your journey?

Just interesting enough.

Oh, that road is getting worse.

If I was more paranoid, I'd think

they had a grudge against us.

Who's they?

Any suggestion of progress irritates any number

of people in this country.

It's a threat to their business model.

As are you I imagine.

I don't think that's unique to Afghanistan.

Do you know many men who like to have a female boss?

She's not my boss.

I am.

I'm pleased to see you.

She'll be more pleased to see us go.

We have great sympathy for the family of the soldier,

but this is holding us up and costing a lot of money.

The charities, the funders are trying to be patient.

If we don't complete by the end of the month by the elections,

we are in trouble.

There was cholera here two years ago.

17 children died.

Clean water is a human right, and the living come higher up

my list than the dead.

These are Afghan National Police liaison officers.

They're based in the town.

They're responsible for the body until you confirm the identity.

Can we take a look?

Daniel's dog tags.

Has anybody touched the body since it was found?

We've been doing a lot of work around here.

We can't be sure.

State of decomposition and natural indicators

aren't inconsistent with a body buried in these conditions

for about five years.

This wasn't where he disappeared though was it?

Well, the firefight in which he was captured

was in an orchard here.

That's about three clicks into the valley.

So they brought him up here to execute him.

That's what we're here to find out-- where he died,

how he died, who killed him.

Did he say something funny?

What are you going to do?

Knock on doors, take fingerprints?

We're going to do our job, gather evidence, and pass it

on to the authorities.

Now he said something funny.

I'm Darek, deputy head of security here.

Don't worry.

We'll bring you fridge and a kettle.

I think there's a microwave somewhere.

A shower?

A fresh shower's when we've got water, which is sometimes

and electricity most nights.

And when we don't, we have candles.

It's very romantic.

I didn't ask you to come.

Of course, you didn't.

Never said it was going to be a holiday.

It's Afghanistan.

What's your point?

It's OK, Leo.

We're up for this.

We've got a crime scene.

We got a body.

This is what we do.

You see.

It wasn't me.

OK, so we are dealing with the body of a male.

No shit.

Clothing's mostly decomposed except for the remnants

of buttons and a zip.

But there's no evidence of any shroud

or of the body having been wrapped,

so it doesn't seem to suggest a Muslim burial.

Not facing Mecca either if my GPS isn't mistaken.

Why here?

Why this place?

Five years ago, this place was deserted.

As a good a place as any to hide out.

The site was first developed in the 1950s.

The American government funded all sorts

of infrastructure projects in Afghanistan back then.

This was going to be the water treatment plant here

to kickstart a massive US-funded agriculture

project in this valley.

And now they're back.

Some sections of the skin are almost mummified, stretched

and parched over the bone.

And the femur's tucked right up under the ribcage.

Reckon the body was dumped?

Or he was kneeling when he died.

Kneeling in his own grave.

My father worked on the original project.

When the money ran out, he went with the company to the States.

Full circle.

Life doesn't often work that way.

Circle isn't finished yet.

If he was killed here, forced to kneel in his own grave,

everything we need is right here.

This structure provides an effective tomb.

Well, don't get too excited.

I don't think the remains are complete.

Was he beheaded?

Well, the spinal column's intact to see one.

No obvious disarticulation.

And there are fragments of the skull here.

They shot him in the back of the head, him on his knees.

The skull could have shattered.

Look.

I don't want to be a--

What?

Arsehole?

All right but Dan Lambert was a soldier, a soldier

occupying a foreign country.

He was captured and killed by indigenous fighters.

Is that a criminal thing?

It's war.

A shot to the back of the head?

It's possible he was executed.

If he doesn't live in the security compound or Dr. Joya.

Her father owned a house in town.

She stays there.

Is it safe?

I wouldn't know.

She's making a point isn't she?

I'm one of you.

But she is one of them.

She's an Afghan.

She was born here.

She talks like an American, dresses like one, too.

And when she talks, they don't look her in the eye.

Jack.

Uh, why is my job?

Oh, do you have another job in our makeshift mortuary?

Maybe the electricity type.

The lights are on.

There's nobody home.

All right, smart arse.

Oh and make sure we're hooked up to their backup generator.

Now that the remains are exposed,

we don't know what's left to disintegrate.

OK.

He loves it.

Nugent?

Darek?

Jack!

Leo!

Jack, get down!

Go back inside!

Stay back!

Get to the back room quickly.

Get down.

Jack, where are the others?

Up in the cutting room.

Quick, down in the cases.

Walk them out.

We should bring in a doctor.

Men of the town find out we're holding Taliban prisoners,

I've got a situation here.

What's your insurance access?

Does it cover acts of Taliban?

What were they looking for?

They weren't looking for anything.

They don't want a water project.

It's Western influence isn't it?

It's a threat.

That's what Nugent says.

He saved our lives you know.

I know.

He's talking about pulling us back to Kabul.

The body is still partial remains.

We haven't got enough for a positive ID.

Haven't got teeth to check against dental records, let

alone forensic evidence to bring charges.

I can't X-ray any bones.

Scott said that he thought that Dan's ankle was

pinned when he was a teenager.

Football injury.

Leo.

Leo, you've just been shot at with guns.

I've still got a job to do.

If Nugent can't guarantee our security,

he doesn't have much choice but to get us out.

What about the project then?

And the engineers.

If you can't guarantee our safety, what about theirs?

Hi.

That's my father.

This is his house.

Please, sit down.

How are you?

You must be in shock.

Well, I always knew it was dangerous

here, but I don't think I quite knew what that meant.

How about you?

What would you do?

Things have been worse since you got here,

but we've had problems before--

vandalism at the plant, theft, graffiti.

Well, this is a bit more than a few words scrawled on a wall.

The only way to succeed here is to succeed.

We can't stop.

If we pull out even for a few days,

this place is all about appearances.

If people think we are weakening,

if they doubt their faith in it, we lose everything we built.

He's going to be OK.

Darek's in charge of all the medical stores

if you need anything.

Why did they attack us?

You mean why now?

Just as you arrived?

You mean we were the target, me and my colleagues?

I don't know, but the fact that you're here

makes things complicated.

Dr. Joya's been very careful to employ

majority of local or at least Afghan workers where she can.

She doesn't even want us here.

Three more Western faces, you've obviously

got status and talk of a dead bloody soldier.

Word gets about.

So we're the problem.

You're "a" problem.

Now it could be nothing.

Insurgence had to do something to let

us know they hadn't gone away.

Maybe that's it?

That's what I was trying to find out off the prisoners.

What do you do with them now?

I haven't decided yet.

You're never sure where sympathies lie in this place.

Where do your sympathies lie?

Sympathy.

Nobody's ever accused of that before.

Well, you've been here for a long time.

You must feel some connection to this place.

Why don't you concentrate on getting Private Lambert back

to his mother.

We'll make sure this water project gets finished,

and then maybe we can offer each other sympathy and connection.

If you find out who killed that boy,

will it change anything?

I think it matters.

Small things add up to big things.

That's how I feel?

I know all the reasons not to do projects like this.

I know all about the corruption, the government kickbacks,

the politics, but every small good thing

is a response to the waste and the chaos.

Nugent captured three of the insurgents.

The police didn't mention that.

Well, he hasn't handed them over yet.

What?

He's holding them in the compound.

Ugh!

Great.

Just looks like occupation doesn't it?

Everything I've done is to make this project feel

de-militarised local.

The charity insists that I get Western security,

former soldiers.

What does that tell people?

Fingerprints five years later.

Can't see how anyone else could

have touched it since then.

Be under a couple of feet of dry sand and earth.

Whoever dumped Dan Lambert's body

stood where I'm standing nigh.

May have done.

May have just kicked him into it.

Someone still had to dig it.

I haven't thanked you.

If it's your job, you don't expect to get thanked for it.

Fair enough.

Bit mature but I respect that.

So what did they tell you, the insurgents?

I wasn't expecting them to tell me much.

I just wanted to know if it was an opportunistic attack

or the beginning of something more.

Anyway, whatever they tell you is a lie.

We're just trying to get a feel for who

they are, who they look at whenever

you ask them a question.

Taliban are hierarchical.

It's always someone in charge.

Like the Army?

That's why I love this stuff.

People make up all sorts of shit,

but evidence rarely lies, not if you know how to interrogate it.

Checking the prisoner's injuries.

Thanks.

Are you OK?

Have you eaten?

I have fresh water for you.

The length of the femur, the age of the victim

is consistent with that of Private Lambert

as is the height.

Left hand meta carpels and phalanges are missing.

And the right hand carpels are also missing.

Where's the rest?

Didn't come all this way to leave

bits of this boy in the desert.

The skull, hit with a close-range shot

to the back of the head.

I'd expect to find all of it.

Anyway, least we've extract some DNA.

Would you mind?

I mean would you mind grinding some bones?

Sun's already done you the favour of baking them.

Are you OK?

Not really.

I went to check on the prisoners last night.

They all have bruises that I didn't see yesterday.

I think they've been beaten.

We don't know anything about Nugent.

The charity don't use registered security.

They're just a bunch of freelancers.

I know they're here to protect us--

Yeah, they are and they have.

We have to rely on each other out here.

Well, I don't trust them.

OK.

We'll keep an eye on the prisoners.

Make a show of checking on them every hour.

Hmm?

What does Fawzia think about them?

She's too busy fighting her own battles.

They OK?

It will be when you go.

I'll try not to take that personally.

I was summoned.

I've got something to show you.

Where are we going?

Should we let Nugent's guys know?

There.

What is it?

What do you see?

A house.

Or a ruin.

Some kind of agriculture building?

And how did it get like that?

A drone strike.

It was bombed?

From the air?

How many are buried under all this?

Must've been a pretty high-value target for them

to hit it like this.

From what I've heard, it was a Taliban command post.

A safe house.

Wait.

So you think they might have been hiding down here,

the men who killed Dan Lambert?

Why didn't you bring me here before?

I was hoping you would dig him up and leave here.

What's changed?

Looks like a dungeon.

What else would you use a room like this for?

What is it?

A phone number?

I know that number.

That's the number from Dan Lambert's dog tag.

He was here.

This is where they held him before they killed him.

My god.

You were lucky.

I'm sure it's painful, but it's healing.

There's no infection.

Sorry.

I'm not a soldier.

I don't have a gun.

Why are you angry with me?

Why are you scared?

They will try to do to you what you tried to do to us.

Don't worry.

We're not like that.

Nothing's going to happen to you while we're here.

OK?

Somehow I've become the enemy just for being a doctor.

I mean they're people.

Is that how you see them?

That's not how they see you.

A Western doctor.

A woman.

Don't kid yourself.

These are the guys that killed Dan Lambert.

We don't know what happened to Dan Lambert.

Yes we do.

I found this where they buried him.

You've got their prints, the killers?

No.

That's Dan Lambert's fingerprint.

I've been running tests all day.

It's his blood.

They made him dig his own grave.

So he was alive and bleeding, kneeling in the ditch.

Then they shot him in the back of the head.

Executed him.

How much truth do you think his family want?

Hmm?

Those Taliban tied up in the stables,

you still think they're just people?

Where's Leo?

I don't know.

Leo.

It's OK.

Where have you been?

It's late.

Go to sleep.

What time is it?

It's early.

What time did he roll in?

Where was he?

I think he was with Dr. Joya.

Where's the other man?

Where's he been taken?

Cut him down!

He killed himself.

Why would he do that?

How would he do that?

His hands were bound.

That doesn't mean anything what.

Or you think I hanged him?

What?

No, that's not what I'm saying.

She's not saying anything.

Just calm down, everyone.

Have you noted the colour of his face?

Why would he kill himself?

He might have stood on this.

Look at the bruises.

That's what they did to him.

We know he was terrified of them.

I want to examine him properly.

That's not what we're here for, Professor Dalton.

But I am here aren't I?

Right.

There's evidence of patiki.

I throw out the conjunctiva, palpable, and sclera.

It's also on the lips or behind the ears.

Pooling of blood in the head suggests obstruction

to the flow of blood from the veins rather than arterial

disruption.

What about the ligature mark?

There's no obvious parchmenting.

You see?

There again there are no fingernail or thumb

marks around the neck.

Will someone please tell me what you're talking about?

Suspension was partial you said.

Toes were touching the ground?

There's visible bruising in there.

The hyoid bone is fractured yes.

Well, there's a surprise.

Look at the lines, the cricoid cartilage.

Nikki, where are you going?

What happened last night?

Your friend was strangled.

He was dead when he was hung up.

I want to know who did it.

You understood that didn't you?

You know what I'm talking about.

I'm talking to you.

Look at me.

They killed your friend.

They'll kill you, too.

I'm wasting my time.

You cut him didn't you?

Shouldn't cut him.

You speak English.

The Hadi says the bones of a dead person have the same

sanctity and honour as the living.

You violated his sanctity.

You are English.

What are you doing here?

First, you take his country, his freedom.

You take away his life and then you violate him.

Violate.

What are you talking about?

You attacked a charity project that

has no other motive but to preserve life.

Where are you from?

You weren't born here.

Hadi says just because you were

born in the stable don't make you a horse.

I never belonged there.

These are my people.

When did you come here?

When I woke up, when I saw what

was being done by British men in this place, men like him--

You mean Nugent?

Did Nugent kill your friend?

What do you think?

He took our brother over there.

He wanted us to see.

What did he do?

Then the big guy came in.

The Polish one?

Darek.

First he beat him.

Then he put his arm around Amin like a friend,

like a brother around his neck.

And...

What's your name?

Karim.

Karim, I'm going to make sure--

Yeah, yeah.

You're not going to do anything.

'Til our law comes, stay low.

He's English?

He came here to fight for the Taliban

as far as I could work out.

I think he's telling the truth.

You were wondering about the lack of ligature mark?

Well, it wasn't done with a ligature or with hands.

Karim says that it was Darek.

He had him in a choke hold, strangled him with his forearm.

Well, it could be.

What do you mean it could be?

Just because he speaks English,

it doesn't mean that he is telling the truth.

This figures with everything you've discovered.

And what do you imagine we do with this?

We take it to the authorities.

Nugent is the authorities here.

You could take it to the Afghan police,

but we've no way of knowing how they treat Taliban prisoners,

especially a foreign combatant.

So what?

We forget about it?

No, we do what we came here to do.

Gather evidence on Dan Lambert and take him

home to his family.

And that prisoner, doesn't he have a right

to have his killer brought to justice?

Doesn't he have a family?

Yes, of course, he does, but we

could set off a chain reaction here

that we don't even understand.

We don't know where this could lead.

I need to understand.

I need to talk to somebody.

Fawzia.

I don't know who else I can talk to.

She certainly understands this better than us.

In the meantime, Nugent mustn't find out that Karim is English.

It could put him in more danger.

And Jack?

I know and you know.

For now, that's more than enough.

I guess that's what you call pinpoint.

Some guy looking at a screen in Las Vegas,

controlling a drone with a joystick from the other side

of the world.

Like a video game.

Thunderbolt of the Gods.

Or The Revenge of the Geeks.

So this is where they held him before they killed him?

They'd have tortured him first.

Made sure they knew what was coming.

And then are we afraid of death?

They reckon that's what makes us weak.

You afraid of death?

Somebody strangled the Taliban prisoner.

He didn't kill himself, Sean.

What are you going to do?

That's what I came to ask you.

You're saying it was murder.

It could be suicide, but if this was England,

I think I would be expecting a murder investigation.

But this isn't England.

If it's murder, I need to inform the civil authorities,

the governor.

Afghan civil law applies here.

If one of my security detail has committed--

I'm trying to do the right thing here,

but I don't know what the right thing is.

Do you want me to ask you to keep this quiet?

For the sake of my project--

I don't know.

I'm confused.

You confuse me.

While I hear you talk, I realise how complex it is here.

At some level, I really believe in what you're trying to do,

and I really believe in you.

I don't know whether I am someone anyone can believe in.

I'm stuck here in this place in this circle.

I'm just trying to find a way out.

I need someone to believe in, too.

I've been waiting for you.

Where have you been?

I was at the building where Dan Lambert was held.

Took some prints, moved some of the rubble.

There was clothing but no obvious remains.

If we were at home, we could bring a dog in but--

What are you talking about?

A man was killed here today.

You decided that have you?

Why don't you come and eat with us.

Plenty of room.

Ah, it's OK.

It's been a long day.

We're pretty tired.

No, we're not tired.

We just don't want to sit down with you.

Oh, I see.

We're OK when they're people shooting at you

but not good enough to eat with.

I know what you did.

Nikki, come on.

What did he do?

You know it wasn't suicide.

He was strangled.

He was dead before he was hung.

We all know that.

Once Professor Dalton presents his post-mortem findings--

So murdered.

So that Taliban was murdered.

He has a name.

Really?

Because he wouldn't tell it to us.

Have you seen murder?

You should know what means.

Oh, I know what murder means.

Any man implicated here is placed under arrest

by the Afghan police.

And when they confess, because everyone confesses down

that nick, they'll be sentenced to death

and shot in the back yard.

So how sure are you?

Ask him.

What!

You ask me.

Out.

Everyone out.

Is everything OK?

I'm needed up at the water plant.

Do you mind?

Uh--

It's just down there.

OK.

Yeah, fine.

Get off!

Leo!

Leo!