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Firecracker (2024)

Posted: 02/25/24 21:26
by bunniefuu
- Matilda Watson's dead.

- I don't think

you seem to grasp the concept

of what I am saying,

I don't care what the

collateral damage is.

This is a monumental

day for me so I want you

to stop complaining and get on

with the f*cking job

I'm paying you for!

This is really inconvenient.

I'm taking a product

to market and have a press

conference in 20 minutes.

- Well

let's get it done.

- Leo.

- Charlie.

- Bit dramatic.

Has he said anything useful?

- The usual, begging

for his life and shit.

- Please Mr Knight,

I swear to god,

I had no idea what

Tom was doing!

I mean, how would I?

I'm a scientist!

I've been working on

this for six years!

And I've never leaked

any information.

I'm loyal to you,

I always have been!

- Shhhh, Robert.

It's okay, I know.

- Sir.

We good?

It's started.

- Robert,

your work on this drug

is groundbreaking.

The last six years

haven't been in vain.

You will make millions

of families happy.

- What about my family?

I've got two little kids.

Please, I really want

to see them again.

- Each great idea has a face.

And this, isn't it.

- Don't do this,

please Charlie, please!

I swear on my kids lives,

I didn't know what

Tom was doing.

- And I believe you.

But just to be sure.

f*ck sake!

How many more times!

Wait till I've left the room,

you'll burst my

f*cking ear drums!

Christ, I've got a press

conference with ringing

in my f*cking ears.

- This

is certainly a fifth

of November to remember

after today's shocking

attack in Battersea.

Witnesses reported g*n

sh*ts and smoke coming

from within the building.

Police have confirmed this

was a targeted incident,

however it is unknown

whether it is linked

to the recent spate

of Arson att*cks

on medical research

facilities across the UK.

- Hi.

You must be Mr.

and Mrs. Thompson?

- So sorry we're late.

- Yeah, there was a

delay on the tubes,

I'm not sure what was happening.

- No worries at all.

I'm Matilda Watson.

I'll be showing you round today.

Uh, shall we?

If I can ever find

the right key that is.

- It's alright, no rush.

- Er, so have you

guys come far today?

- I mean-

- Ha.

Here we go.

So, this is the main hallway.

- Ah, smells a bit.

- It has been empty a while.

As you can see though, it's

spacious and it gets plenty

of natural light.

- Oh, that's a good thing.

- Why don't we take

a look at the living room.

- Oh, big fan of

the high ceilings.

- Me too, it's one

of the great things

about a period

property like this.

You've also got the

lovely bay window here.

- Ah, nice.

- So, what

do we think so far?

- Yeah.

So far, so good.

Next room?

- Sure, okay.

So this is the dining room,

again its a really

good sized space.

You've got the back

doors there that open out

on to the garden area.

- Is it side access?

- Yes.

Gated, this house offers

up a lot of privacy.

Been looking long?

- Ahh, about-

- 13 months.

- That is a long time.

- Yeah, it's too long.

- We're very particular.

- I've got a good

feeling about this house.

- Mmm.

- Well, hopefully this is

the end of your search then.

Fingers crossed.

Ah, that being said, I'm

going to have to ask you

to keep an open mind

with this next room.

- Wow.

- I take it this is

why it hasn't sold?

- What happened?

- I'm aware it doesn't

look like much right now,

but, actually-

- What happened?

- Clearly, there has been

an accident in this room,

and we've only been able

to get the decorators in,

in the last couple weeks.

They actually started

in the dining room,

then they're going to be

making their way in here.

But I can guarantee you, by

the time you guys move in,

it's going to be as good as new.

- Please tell me no one died?

- Yeah, that's not really the

vibe that we're going for.

- Listen, you seem

like a lovely couple,

so let me level with you.

Full disclosure, I actually

don't know all the details.

I've only started

working for the agency

just over a week and a half ago,

but from what I

understand unfortunately

the owner did lose

his life in a fire.

I know, I know, that's

going to be off-putting

to some potential buyers,

but that is reflected

in the price.

Truth be told, a

substantial proportion

of house sales happen every

year due to unexpected deaths.

Go and have a little

look through there.

So, in my opinion this is the

real treasure of this house.

A 90-foot garden.

- This is 90 foot?

- Yeah, your own

sprawling estate.

- Bet you're going

to get a great view

of the fireworks tonight.

- Oh yeah.

Totally forgot it

was Bonfire Night.

It's all lit up by these

solar powered fairy lights,

which it's a nice touch I think.

- I have always wanted

solar powered fairy lights.

- Stop it.

- What?

- Are you keen gardeners?

- We can be.

- Personally, I would k*ll

for a garden this size.

- Can we see the upstairs?

- Yeah, of course.

I mean you're my

last tour of the day,

so there's no rush if

you wanna have a little-

- Sorry.

Oh, it's work.

I've got to take this,

I'll see you up there.

- Okay.

- So, this is the main bedroom.

- It's a bit dark.

- Oh yeah, sorry about that.

I forgot to draw the blinds.

I don't know if

you're into flowers,

but personally I quite

like the attention

to detail with these

little wall paintings.

As you can see though, I

mean there's just so much

you can play with in here.

The previous owner actually

had a little reading nook

in the corner of the um...

Mr. Thompson?

Are you okay?

- I'm fine.

- You're bleeding.

- It's nothing.

- No, I'll get-

- You promised you wouldn't

be brash this time.

- She looked like she

was going to scream.

It was efficient.

- Yeah, but not

very imaginative.

- I'm going to need you To

put on your vest this time,

just in case.

- In case of what?

- Ha.

- Fat lot of good it did you.

- Yeah, well, all my vital

organs are still in tact.

So...

Oh, shit.

I am going to need you

to help me patch this up.

- You know you were lucky

there's an exit wound.

- Oh yeah, I was,

I was just thinking

about how lucky this was.

- It's almost dark.

- That's when the

real fun begins.

- A manhunt is currently

underway in the Battersea area

as police search for two

unidentified armed assailants,

who reportedly fled the scene

after the building

went up in flames.

One man was pronounced

dead at the scene

and another remains

in critical condition.

As firefighters continue

to battle the blaze,

police are advising people

in the area to be both

cautious and vigilant.

London is literally

burning on bonfire night.

- That was you?

You k*lled someone?

- Allegedly.

Oh, you looking for this?

Why do you want to know?

Worried I'm going

to k*ll you too?

Because that really depends on

whether you're as flammable

as you are curious.

You find it?

- No, I didn't f*cking find it.

Why can't I get a f*cking

light on in this house?

- I don't know.

- Will you calm down?

- That's the wrong answer,

you think very carefully

before you speak again.

- Maybe the power's down.

There's a fusebox.

- Okay, there's a fusebox, good.

Where's the f*cking fusebox?

- It's Under the stairs.

- Come on-

- Wait!

- Enough, Jack.

She's going to make

too much noise.

- You going to make

too much noise?

She's fine.

Fix it!

- What?

- Fix it!

- I don't know how to fix it.

- Fix it!

- Alright fine, I'm sorry,

its just I can't

actually see anything!

- Oh, f*ck.

Well, now you can.

- Will you keep your voice down?

We have to be more careful.

It's all over the news.

They closed the roads.

- That doesn't change anything.

We always knew

they might do that.

- They're going to start

doing door to-doors,

if they haven't already!

- Well, we will cross

that bridge if it comes.

Anything?

- Try it now.

Right, that's it!

- No no, wait I, I vaguely

remember them saying

something about this,

I think the fire did something

to the lighting circuit.

It's why we don't do

evening viewings here.

- What good is that to me?

- I don't know, I'm sorry.

- That's enough, we need

to be sensible right now.

- How we supposed to

do this in the dark?

- I don't know!

- You could use the work lights.

- What?

- The workers,

they leave their lights

in the dining room.

They're portable, you

can just plug them in.

And I'm guessing the table lamps

will probably work as well.

- Well, someone's

a clever c*ptive.

- Hello.

- Shit!

- Place is

empty, maybe they'll go.

- Hello?

- We need to get rid of her.

- Is everything okay in there?

- We could use a bit more tact?

- What?

No.

- Get to the door,

don't try and be smart.

- What am I supposed to say?

- Whatever gets rid of her.

- You try and run, I'm

gonna k*ll you both, clear?

Go.

- Sorry to trouble you.

I live next door.

- Oh, hi.

- I heard noises.

Well the house had

been empty for so long,

I thought I better check

I wasn't going mad.

Is it not still classed

as a crime scene then?

- No, it's just gone

back up on the market,

you know what it's like.

Red tape.

I'm actually the estate agent

for the house.

Sorry dear.

I'm having a bit

of trouble with,

bloody thing.

Can't hear anything

most of the time.

What did you say dear?

- I'm the estate agent.

- Oh really?

You work late, don't you?

- Yeah, er, no, not

normally, it's just because

there's work going on in the

kitchen I've had to oversee.

- Oh gosh, from the fire?

- Well, I mean, I can't

really say too much about it,

but yeah.

- Oh, terrible that was.

Poor Tom.

He was a lovely lad.

He wasn't here very long.

He always used to

cut my grass for me.

- I'm sorry.

- My daughter lives

in Australia now

with my grandson so I really

don't see many people anymore.

Tickets are too expensive

for an old bird like me.

Oh, its okay.

I love my own

company, it's just,

when you see things on

the news like today,

you wonder what the

world is coming to.

There's some awful

bad people out there.

What would possess

somebody to...

Oh, my goodness.

What have you done there?

- What?

Oh, right.

I caught my head when

I was showing off

the house earlier.

Kitchen cupboard got

the better of me.

Least we know they're sturdy.

- That's a really nasty

cut, let me take a look.

- No, no, no,

honestly, it's fine.

It's just me being clumsy.

- Oh, if you're sure.

It's no bother, I've got

a first aid kit next door.

- No, I'm all good, thank

you though, that's very kind.

Anyway I'd better

get back to it,

I just want to have a quick

tidy up of the kitchen

before I head off.

- Well if you need a

hand with anything, or...

You know where I am.

I'm Ruth by the way.

- I'm Matilda, you have

a good night, Ruth.

- Okay, dear, I won't keep you.

You get home safe.

- You too, Ruth!

Ruth?

- Yes dear?

I hope you get to see

your grandson soon.

- Not unless

I win the lottery.

Night, love.

- Lena, just...

Let's get these

lights set up, yeah?

- Well go on then.

Run along.

- I know it's dark in here,

but I've literally

looked everywhere.

Bastard must've buried it.

I am going to have to dig

up the whole 90 foot garden.

The connect said it's in the

house, not in the grounds.

He was very specific.

Here look, use this.

Try the walls.

I am going to get the

rest of the lights on.

- I don't know what

your looking for

but I might-

- I don't care.

- I am just saying-

- Don't.

- Look, I know this house.

I've been through

every inch of it,

I've seen the paperwork.

Maybe I could help.

- How you going to help?

- Tell me what

you're looking for

and I might be able to find it.

- You think we're friends now?

Just because you got

rid of the old bird.

- No, I just thought-

- That if you played

nice, we'll let you go?

This is not how this

is going to work.

- Well, there must be

something I can do to-

- Get out alive?

Doesn't always go that way.

You know he's going to

make us k*ll you otherwise.

He's going to make

you k*ll me anyway.

You know how this goes.

- Well maybe you shouldn't

have f*cking snitched.

- Oh.

- I mean, come on, an

informant, how stupid is that?

- You don't know

anything about him.

Stuff we are tangled up with.

None of us are getting

out of this alive.

- That's bullshit.

- Listen,

I'm not going to tell anyone,

I haven't seen anything

anyway, I mean, alright fine,

I've seen stuff but, I don't

know what's going on here

and I don't care.

- Look, if you do want to

stay alive I suggest you

just stop talking, okay?

Sneaky little fucker.

Lena?

Lena, get in here!

- Find it?

- I think it's behind here.

Get her out of here.

Oh, shit.

- Smart move, doing

this on Bonfire Night.

- Yeah?

- I couldn't even hear it.

Good work.

- That a compliment?

- Don't worry.

I'm not making it a habit.

Right, lets get this box.

- I hope that was worth

taking a b*llet for.

Got the code for the safe?

- We'll get it on the call.

Did you even read

his instructions?

- No, figured you would.

- Clearly.

Well, we need to get

the key from in there.

- Okay.

Is there anything

in the instructions

about how we get in there?

- Don't be a smart ass.

- I'm not, its a

genuine question.

- Shit.

- Brilliant.

- I feel like you're

messing with me.

- I'm not.

There's a knack to it.

- Yeah well, it doesn't work.

- Obviously not doing it right.

- Hello?

- I told her to

keep her mouth shut.

- Yep, so did I.

Give me that.

What do you want?

- I'm really sorry

but I need a wee.

- Congratulations.

- Now who's being brash?

- Well she's doing

my f*cking head in.

- She needs a wee.

- We're k*lling her anyway.

This will save us

a bathroom break.

- Okay, what if the cops come?

Or the neighbor comes back?

She's still got use to us.

- Fine, you take her.

I'll get the box open.

- Oh.

- What, can't have you

weeing in the dark.

- It's fine.

- Er, what are you doing?

- Sorry I just, I mean, do you

want to watch me have a wee?

- Fine, don't try anything.

I don't hear any

weeing in there.

- Sorry, I can't seem

to go when I'm nervous.

Er, maybe it would help

if we talked a bit.

- Yeah sure, lets, let's

get to know each other,

you on Instagram?

- I am actually.

So, I moved to

London when I was 16.

- You're my hostage,

you're not my date.

Why do I give a f*ck about that?

- So, do you travel much?

- Are you for real?

- Sorry, it's just

because I love traveling.

I just have not had

the chance to go,

because I haven't got the money.

I've always fancied

living in Amsterdam.

I like all the bikes.

- Ridden a few myself.

- Oh, have you been?

Fun fact, the motto

under the sign

of Amsterdam means heroic,

determined and merciful,

not a lot of people know that.

- Not a lot of people care.

That's a useless

bit of information

that I am never

going to use, thanks.

You know if this was a date,

I would have

totally left by now!

Matilda?

Matilda?

Matilda, open this door!

Shit!

Shit!

She's escaped.

- How could she escape?

- I dunno, one minute she

was talking about Amsterdam,

the next minute she was

out the f*cking window.

- Why would you be

talking about Amsterdam?

- I don't, that's not

really the point Lena.

- You're an idiot.

- Can we just focus

on finding her?

- I told you, we

should have k*lled her.

- Have you got the

keys for the back door?

- Hurry up!

- The lock is stuck!

- Come here.

- Side access, b*tch.

- That wasn't a

smart move, was it?

Do you think we're

f*cking playing?

- No.

- You've no idea who we work

for, what they're capable off.

Do you think I won't

f*cking k*ll you?

Do you?

- No!

- Then why would you

do something like that?

Tell me!

- I don't know alright,

I was just scared, okay.

- Yeah?

You should be.

- Jesus.

The noise, Jack!

What the hell are you doing?

- Could you open the lock box?

- No.

Now you can.

You are right about her.

Can't be trusted.

- No, please.

I'm sorry, I won't

do it again, I swear.

- Too bloody right you won't.

I should have done

this straight away.

- What?

- Hold her still.

- No, no please, I'm sorry, no!

- Pull her hair up.

- No, please stop, stop.

Please.

Help.

- You good?

- What is this?

- It's a leaving present,

you want to go so badly,

be my guest.

- What does it do?

- Let me make something

clear to you, okay.

I'm not asking.

- Can't believe they

put those on dogs.

- Not at this

strength they don't.

- Be my guest.

Oh, hallelujah.

- Easy.

- Right, I'm

calling the connect.

- I've got the key.

- Great.

- Do

you have the safe?

- Yes sir.

- And the key?

- Ready to go.

- Input

the code 1979113.

What's happening?

Hello?

Can somebody talk to me?

- Sir-

- What did you do?

- Jack must have

input the code wrong.

- Didn't input the code wrong.

I turned the key

and inputted the code

that he said, exactly-

- I don't know.

- Stop, stop.

- You must have

done it wrong Jack!

- Jack, say that again!

- I turned the key, and

then I inputed the code

that you just said.

- You turned the key first?

Did you?

You f*cking amateur!

Did you not read the

instructions that I sent you?

- We did sir.

- Shut up Lena.

Jack?

Right, well I will

take that as a no.

Right, well, you are just

going to have to sit there

for the next 10 hours.

- 10 hours?

- Er, yes.

It's an a*t*matic

lockdown safety feature

on most modern safes, if the

codes are entered incorrectly,

which of course you would know,

if you'd read my

f*cking instructions!

- There has to be a work around?

- Way round?

Do you think I would have

orchestrated all of this

if there was a way

round, you idiot!

- With respect, we can't, we

can't hide here for 10 hours.

The police are

doing door-to-doors.

- Well then I suggest you sit

there very still and quiet.

I don't want to hear

from you until morning

when we try again.

And for your sake, I

hope it goes better.

Understood?

- Sir, I-

- Well this is a clusterfuck.

- You think?

- What are we

supposed to do now?

- Guess we need

to k*ll 10 hours.

Any suggestions?

- Maybe one?

That was a bit excessive.

- Thanks.

- That wasn't a...

What's your deal

with fire anyway?

- It's unforgiving.

Sit.

Not there.

Shouldn't one of us

keep a level head?

- Probably.

- f*ck it!

Mmm.

- Okay.

- I'll pass.

- You're f*cking drinking it.

- Ugh, God, what is it?

- It's your medicine.

- It's your medicine.

- Alright, can we just...

We've got a few hours to k*ll.

No harm taking the edge off.

See, she loves it.

- It's disgusting.

- Oh, I know, I think she wants

me to get my g*n out again.

f*cking drink the drink.

- That's strong.

- Just relax, and

it will go easier.

- What will?

- Salvia drops in rum.

- Salvia?

- Think absinthe on steroids.

- Hey, we shared.

Say thank you.

- Thanks.

- Oi.

Think there's anything

else in the safe?

- Does it matter?

I'm more intrigued

about the recording.

- Ha.

I want to know why he wants to

get his hands on it so badly.

- Well, whatever it is, I

suspect it could kick up a lot

of dust.

- We could listen to it,

before we hand if off.

- No, that's playing with fire.

- Isn't that what you do best?

- Don't get carried away.

There's still work to do.

- Yeah, I know.

- What's up?

- Those people.

- Oh, don't

get started with that,

not when you're like this.

- What

happened to that kid.

That wasn't part of the plan.

- That's never

part of the plan.

You can't focus on that.

We did the job.

We got paid.

Collateral damage.

- f*cking hell

Lena, collateral damage?

Do you feel anything?

- Not for a long time.

- Okay, I'm feeling

pretty high now.

She's going to be

out for a while.

I am going to get a shower,

try level myself out.

Don't k*ll her!

- Jack's a liability,

but I expected more from Lena.

- You

heard anything else?

- No.

They'll just have to

sit tight till morning.

- So do we.

- We can wait.

The important thing is

that we have to get back

that recording device, it's

the only thing tying me

to those fires.

- Clean slate.

- Yes.

- Press conference went well.

- Better than expected.

Happy Bonfire Night.

- Where the f*ck's Lena?

- Er, outside I think.

- And you didn't run?

- Front door's locked.

That looks pretty bad.

- Eh?

- Your wound.

- It's nothing.

- It's been bleeding

since this afternoon.

- So?

So you're loosing

a lot of blood.

- What do you care?

- I don't.

- Right, I'm gonna need

you to help me cauterize

the exit wound.

- What?

- Come here.

- I have no idea how to-

- You have just

seen me do this one.

- Oh, so that makes

me an expert does it?

Are you actually insane?

I'm a f*cking estate agent!

- Not a very good one.

- Yep, well today's

not my best day.

- You gonna help me with this

or are you still pissed off

I held a g*n at you?

- You know you don't always

have to thr*aten people

with v*olence to

get what you want.

- I agree, but it does

speed up the process.

I am not threatening you,

I'm asking you nicely.

- Fine.

- Hold the blade in the flame

till it gets really hot.

Really hot, okay?

You're going to press it

down on the exit wound,

flat across, hard.

- Okay, I'm just

heating the blade.

- It's probably best

if you don't narrate.

- What?

- Your hands are cold.

- You're ridiculous.

All right this might

sting a bit okay?

- Mm-hmm.

- Okay, ready?

Oh God.

- f*ck!

Okay, okay.

- Yeah?

- Mmm.

- Okay, you are done.

- Thank you.

- That smell.

- Yeah, I hate it.

- So, what did she do to him?

- Well, you've seen the

state of the kitchen.

- The neighbor said

his name was Tom?

- I think about it sometimes.

When he started

screaming, it didn't,

it didn't even sound human.

- Think that's enough

chit-chat for now, don't you?

Why don't we go on a nice walk

and you can see all

the pretty fireworks?

Mmmm.

Stunning, isn't it?

Don't be scared, kitten.

Take it in.

I made us a fire.

Thought it might make

things cozy, hmmm?

What do you think.

Yeah, um, thank you?

- Aw, look who finally

found her manners.

Go on then, I'm

right behind you.

No, it's fine I'm not-

- Go on, go warm yourself.

It's a beautiful view

of the fireworks.

- Do I have a choice?

- No.

- f*ck.

f*ck!

Lena, Lena!

We need to get back inside.

Police are at the

house next door,

they'll be here any minute!

Matilda?

With me.

Put that fire out!

- How the f*ck am

I gonna do that?

- I don't know.

Work it out!

- What should I do?

- Get in there!

Okay, stay away

from the windows.

- Where's the girl?

- Secured.

You get the fire?

- Yeah.

- Okay, lets go.

- What're you knocking for?

We know it's empty.

- Well, I don't know.

Force of habit I suppose.

Some kids might

have broke in or-

- And you think they're

going to answer the door?

Just make yourself useful

and go knock the blue lights

off the car.

- I like the blue lights.

- You're doing my head in.

This is Police Constable Amaya

Foster, is anyone in there?

Hello?

- Any joy?

Can't see shit.

Ah.

Looks pretty quiet to me.

What do you reckon?

Have a look inside?

- What have I told you

about reasonable grounds?

Don't you recognize this house?

- No.

Should I?

- The Tom Allans fire.

- Oh my god.

What, that was in here?

- Come on, lets move

onto the next house.

- What was that?

- I don't know.

Let's take a look

around the back.

- Turn the light off.

- Mind your step.

The lights are on in the garden.

- They're solar

powered fairy lights.

Jackie's got some up

around the decking, so...

It might help if you tell me

what we're looking for, exactly.

- Two assailants, armed.

Could still be in the area.

- Sorry, what?

Armed?

- Don't worry, I heard one

of them's wounded anyway.

- Oh, right.

What happened?

- Owner took a pop shot

with an unlicensed g*n.

Hopefully they find

him dead in a ditch.

- How do you know he's a he?

- Fair point.

- Well, there's nothing in here.

Just a load of decorating stuff.

- Yeah, the neighbor

said they've been having

some work done.

Back on the market

now, apparently.

- Oh, right.

- What is it?

- So is this where it went down?

- Poor bastard was

found, tied up,

charred to a crisp.

Pathologists said

he was still alive

when they lit him up.

- That's a nasty way to go.

f*cking hell!

What?

Made me jump.

- Obviously.

Let's just do a

sweep of the garden

and head out.

- Dispatch

controller to car.

Mike Bravo 369 are

you receiving over?

- Receiving you loud and

clear dispatch, go ahead.

- State zero needed

in Kenmore Crescent, over.

- Roger that, dispatch.

On our way.

Oi.

Back in the car.

- That was too close.

- We need to stay upstairs

until the time's up.

It'll be safer.

- Yeah.

- Where is she?

- Locked in the cupboard.

Under the stairs.

- Good, she can stay there.

It'll keep her out of trouble.

Come on.

- You go ahead.

I'll just check on her.

How you bearing up in there?

- I've rented smaller

places in London.

- Well,

get used to it.

Try get some sleep, 'cause

you're not going anywhere, okay?

Room service.

Night, Matilda.

Romantic.

- I'm knackered.

- Yeah.

Same.

I'll take the first

watch though, yeah?

- You sure.

- Mmm-hmm.

- Thanks.

Wake me up if you hear anything,

I'll shut her up myself.

- Lena?

- Hm?

- Don't you ever feel guilty?

- Guilt doesn't help anybody.

Are you still going on

about that lab fire?

- No one was

supposed to be there.

- You've got to let it go, Jack.

We weren't told there'd be

anybody in the building.

I can only go off the

details we're given.

And to be quite honest with you,

would that have

changed anything?

- Yeah, I would, I'm

not a kid k*ller.

- We are now.

We were just doing

our job, okay?

If anyone should feel guilty,

it's the Connect, not us.

Where's all this coming from?

- I don't know.

This house, maybe.

Being here is weird,

after what we did to Tom.

- Yeah, and if we didn't,

he would have turned

to the police.

And do you think if

the Connect goes down,

we're not gonna

go down with him?

- No.

- And do you really want

to go back to prison?

- God, no.

No, never.

- Exactly.

Stop overthinking it.

It is what it is.

- Yeah.

It is what it is.

There's this little

bakery, literally,

just around the corner.

How handy is that?

Oh, my god.

Okay, you have to try this.

Here.

Oh, yeah, they did coffee too.

Two sugars, yeah?

- Yeah, thanks.

- Well, this is cozy, isn't it?

You sleep okay, princess?

- Oh yeah, it was lovely.

- You know, you should

really eat something.

You're wasting away.

- Okay, stop.

What, what is this?

- Er, the most important

meal of the day, obviously.

- No, I mean like

what's with you?

What's going on here?

- Jack, how long have

we worked together?

- Couple of years, why?

- Well then you should

know, I hate having to k*ll

on an empty stomach.

- No, Lena, wait!

- The safe is going

tho be open in an hour,

we don't need her anymore.

- We haven't discussed this.

- She's seen our faces.

She knows our names, Jack.

It's too dangerous

to let her live,

even if I wanted to

which, honestly, I don't.

- Just think about this.

- Oh, come on Jack.

I know you've grown fond of

little Polly Pocket here,

but you know I'm right.

- And here we are, madam.

What do you think?

- Thank you.

What would the neighbors say?

Not very professional, are we?

Am I going to have to have

a word with your manager?

- No, miss.

- Oooh, this place

is nice, isn't it?

- Airy, bright,

and the bedroom is-

- Not on the ground floor.

Is this your first viewing?

- Who the f*ck are they?

- Sounds like Ethan.

- Who?

- Girls!

- He

works in my office.

- You little shit, what

the hell is he doing here?

- Girls, seriously, shh,

they're gonna hear you.

- How the

f*ck should I know!

- You better watch

your mouth or I'll-

- Lena, stop.

- Or you'll what?

I'm not f*cking

scared of you, Lena.

- Oh, that's your mistake.

- No!

Stop!

f*ck, f*ck!

You're a f*cking

b*tch sometimes, Lena.

- I know!

We should hide upstairs.

- Yeah, take that.

Wait for my cue.

- Steph, come on.

We don't have a lot of time.

- Your first viewing

doesn't start until 11.

Now show me.

- Show you?

- Where that guy died.

Is it down here?

- You know we

really shouldn't be in here.

- Why?

You scared?

- Of you?

Maybe a little.

- Oh.

- Quick, get her under the bed.

- Shit!

My vest, it's on the landing.

- And if you follow

me up the stairs.

To the right is

the master bedroom.

- And what about through here?

- Steph.

- Oh, two

bathrooms is it?

- You really need to

work on dirty talk.

- I've had no complaints yet.

Now go make yourself

pretty for me.

I just wanna have a nose around.

- Yes ma'am.

- There's so many

rooms in this place.

Hard to imagine that

just one guy lived here.

It's a bit fancy for a

bachelor pad, don't you think?

What did he do?

Ethan, did you hear me?

Ethan!

Ethan, you didn't

leave, did you?

Ethan?

Ethan?

This isn't funny.

Ethan.

Well, you didn't waste any time.

- Time's money, darling.

- Well, in that case...

Oh, you like that.

Nothing turns me on

more than a scared

little estate agent.

- I'm not a scared

little estate agent.

- It's okay.

What?

Leave it, Ethan.

- I can't.

I'm technically working.

Hello?

Hello?

Shh.

What, right now?

Why can't Matilda do it?

Just tell them I'm on my way.

You're gonna have

to get dressed.

Matilda didn't turn

up for work today

so I have to cover her viewing.

- What, the new girl?

She's not gonna last long.

- Seriously,

we have to go.

- Bastard.

- Blame the boss man.

- Well you

can tell the boss

I'm very sexually frustrated.

- Stephanie, come on.

- Hang on.

Coming.

- What the hell was that!

- I don't know-

- Did you know they

were coming here?

- No, I swear!

- And how the f*ck

did they get in?

- There's more than

one copy of the key.

- Oh, oh, oh, you didn't

think to mention that earlier?

- Lena!

Enough.

How was she supposed to-

- And you, why the f*ck

didn't you secure the locks

from the inside, huuh?

- I could say the

same thing to you!

- You son of a b*tch!

- Look, there's no point in

the blame game right now.

The most important

thing is that we get out

of this house, okay?

It's time to make the call.

- We should take

care of her, Jack.

Deal with her after.

We can't keep the

Connect waiting.

It's time?

- Yeah, it's time.

- Make the call.

- Right.

You stay put.

Don't move a muscle.

- Has the safe reset?

- Yes sir.

- Good.

Do you have the key?

- Yeah, its in my hand.

- Right, well, let's

keep it there this time,

until the codes are put in.

Ready?

- Ready.

- Don't f*ck it up.

Input the code.

- And the code was?

- 1979113.

That sounds promising.

- That's one hell

of a pension fund.

- Is the recording device there?

- Yeah, it's here.

- Thank f*ck for that.

- Do you want the memory

card or the whole device?

- Er, er, both!

Is there anything else there?

- No, just the recording.

- And the girl?

- Already dead.

- The car will collect

you in 20 minutes.

- How much is there?

Right, I think we all

know what's coming next.

- Lena!

We don't, we don't

have to do this.

Lena!

Lena!

- Why did you do that?

- He's been off his game

for a while and to be honest

all his guilt shit was

really starting to annoy me.

- What, so you just k*lled him?

- Yeah, he ran out of use.

You, on the other hand,

you still have a little

bit of value left in you.

Now put the money in the bag.

There's a good girl.

Hurry up!

Is that all of it?

- Yeah.

- And the recording.

Excellent.

Now slide the bag behind you.

Slide the f*cking bag.

Oh Christ, turn around.

- I don't want to.

- Do it!

- No.

- Do it!

- f*ck you, Lena!

- f*ck!

Well, kitten, that was

extremely unnecessary.

You know, I really didn't

think you had it in you.

I was gonna make this

painless, but now,

let's just say this all

feels very familiar to me.

You know that's the exact spot

where your little buddy

Jack bured that guy alive.

- I doubt that.

Seems more your style.

Well, true, but in

this particular case

I can't take all the credit.

- You're saying Jack k*lled him?

- Bravo.

If you must know, the

Connect lost patience.

He wanted Tom to be an

example to anyone else

who tried to double cross him.

- I just told

you, I misplaced it.

It's unfortunate, but it's true.

- Always with the

smart comments, Tom.

Look where that's got you.

- What, sat in my house?

- Oh, f*ck me, you're annoying.

- Ahh.

Ahh.

She hits harder than

you, just saying.

- Really?

Stop lying to us where the

safe is, you little shit.

- Oh.

That the best you got?

Do you know what, I never

thought I'd say this,

but you're getting

a little bit soft.

- Hey.

Okay, listen to me.

- Mm.

- We've already got the code.

It's a matter of time

before we get the rest.

If you cooperate with us,

we will have a think about

letting you walk out of here.

- Now who's lying?

- I mean, walks

a bit optimistic.

You might manage a crawl.

- Were you born broken Lena,

or were you just

dropped a lot as a kid?

f*ck!

- Any more wise cracks before

I do the other knee cap?

- Look.

This is not getting us anywhere.

- Well I told you he

wasn't gonna talk.

- He will talk, I just need a-

- No, we haven't got time.

I'm gonna call the Connect.

- Tom.

Tell us where the recording is.

- It's in my safe.

- Yes, and where's

the f*cking safe?

- I f*cking forgot.

- You know he's gonna make

us k*ll you otherwise.

- He's gonna make

you k*ll me anyway.

You know how this goes.

- Maybe you shouldn't

have f*cking snitched.

- Oh.

- I mean, come on an

informant, how stupid is that?

- You don't know

anything about him.

The stuff we're tangled up with.

None of us are getting

out of this alive.

- That's bullshit.

We're just all loose

ends, all of us.

You and Lena included.

- I'm gonna take my chances.

My odds can't be any worse

than yours right now.

- Well, I

can't argue with that.

I'm just tired,

tired of being

disgusted with myself.

The money aint worth

the fallout, you know?

I reckon you're

pretty tired too, pal.

- I'm not gonna take on

a fight that I can't win.

Lena, what did he say?

- What the f*ck are you doing?

What the f*ck you doing!

- Lena?

f*ck.

- Lena?

What are you doing?

- What I've been told.

Lena, we don't have to do this.

Lena.

I can't see, f*cked up my eye.

- Just to let you

know, I'm gonna enjoy this.

- f*ck you,

Lena!

- You're fine, okay?

We have got to

finish this, okay?

The connect wants you to do it.

- What?

- Those were his instructions,

he said it's got to be you.

- Why does it have to be me?

- I don't know.

Test of loyalty I guess.

- f*ck!

- Jack, it's either him or us,

and it's not gonna

be f*cking us!

- Jack!

Please, don't do this.

Come on, mate.

Please, no!

No!

- You enjoy it, don't you?

k*lling innocent people.

- Oh, you think the guy

we k*lled was innocent?

That's cute.

- No.

No, he used to do

exactly the same as us.

But when our methods

got a little bit more,

lets say for the sake

of argument, extreme,

he wanted out,

It's gonna be excruciating.

I've got to be honest,

Tom squealed like a pig.

Embarrassing.

- Please stop.

No, don't.

- Funnily enough that

is exactly what he said.

- You're a psychopath.

- Thank you.

I take that as a compliment.

Oh, I would say, it's

been nice knowing you,

but that would be a lie.

Oh, it probably

goes without saying,

but I'm afraid it's gonna

be a no on the house.

Shit.

Oh my God.

Oh my God, f*ck!

You f*cking lied to me!

- That wasn't the

response I was expecting.

- What the f*ck

is wrong with you?

A simple thank

you would suffice.

- You're the one who k*lled him.

It was you, wasn't it?

- It's complicated.

You wouldn't understand.

- Try me.

The guy we work

for, the connect,

he doesn't f*ck about.

So we do the job, and

we take the money.

Sometimes people die.

It's unfortunate, but

it's part of the process.

- God, people don't just die,

alright you talk about it

like it's out of your control,

but you're the one who did it!

You chose to k*ll Tom.

- That was different,

he was different.

I'm not proud of

any of that shit.

- Then why do it?

- I didn't have a choice.

Never have.

- That's not really true, is it?

- You don't know me.

- You saved me.

Why?

- I had a code, once.

I didn't want to see

another innocent woman die.

- Oh, f*cking hell,

that's noble of you.

Has it never crossed your mind

that for every man you k*ll,

there's a wife at home?

A mother, a sister, a kid

who's life you just destroy

at the same time?

- What do you want from me?

Do you want to save me?

- No, I don't really think

there's any saving you.

- Hmm.

- I don't even think

you're an evil guy, Jack.

I just don't get what

makes you do this.

- Survival.

- There's ways to survive

without k*lling people.

- Matilda, wh...

Where you going?

- Time to go.

- No.

No, you need to stay.

Matilda, patch me up.

- What do you think I'm

gonna be able to do, Jack?

You've lost a lot of blood.

- I'll be fine.

- You need a doctor.

I'll tell the police

to bring an ambulance.

- No police!

No police.

I can't go back to prison.

You don't know what

it's like in there.

I can't do it.

Please Matilda.

Please.

- I'm sorry you were

never given a choice.

Now you have one.

- Matilda.

For what it's worth,

I'm well aware of

what I've done,

all the people I've hurt.

- No you're not.

- I wasn't sure

you'd still be alive.

Is it done?

- It's done.

- Good.

Jordan is outside, he

will bring you to me.

- Well, Isn't this cozy?

- Where is he?

Charlie.

- Matilda.

Do you have it?

Ahh.

Do you want to

know what's on it?

- I want to know you're keeping

your end of the bargain.

- I gave you my word.

- Your word didn't

seem to count for much

when it all went

tits up in there.

- I did what I could.

I never said I would

compromise my plan for you.

Things get complicated,

but you were smart.

You held your nerve.

- Yeah well, it was

pretty touch and go.

- Well, it doesn't really

matter now does it,

you got the job done.

I can't tell you how much

I respect you for that.

Oh, I never complete

handovers myself.

What does that tell you?

- That everyone else who

works for you is already dead?

- Matilda darling, this is

going to be very lucrative

for all of us.

My press conference

was a great success,

my competition is quite

literally up in smoke.

We are head of the table.

Once we go to market,

fertility problems

will be a thing of the

past, for some people.

- Oh, you mean the

ones who can afford it?

- Well, let's not

avoid the wider issue.

Birth rates have been

plummeting in decent countries

since the 1960s.

We are on the cusp

of an aging crisis.

The economic ramifications

of that are huge.

Now, there's been a

very competitive race

to finish the formula.

Some other companies

that don't have my, er,

shall we say, foresight.

They'd make these treatments

readily available.

And I can't have that.

- Oh, of course.

I mean we can't let the

poor procreate, now can we?

- Exactly.

- I was being sarcastic.

- Why not?

Imagine eradicating

infertility and poverty

at the same time.

- Yeah but I mean,

obviously you can't gamble

with that kind of profit?

- But it's not about the money.

It's about creating a future

that won't collapse

in on itself.

- I understand.

- Good.

And if we have to

crack a few eggs...

- The recording.

- You're gonna need a

micro card reader for that.

- Yeah.

I know.

- Jack and Lena have

been dealt with.

Police will happily charge

them with the fires,

which means that you

are my only loose end.

I'm trusting you.

Do the right thing and you

will receive regular payments

when we go to market.

And Matilda-

- I know.

Our relationship doesn't exist.

- Oh you are great.

A real find.

You didn't f*ck anything up.

But if you do, you'll

wish that you'd died

in that house too.

It's been a pleasure

not knowing you.

- Likewise.

So, what do I do now?

- From here you

pick up the original plan.

Call the police,

play the victim,

recite the speech I gave you

about what you

overheard between them.

Case closed, police wise.

You, or should I say we,

will be home and dry.

- Hello?

Yep, I need police please.

- Matilda Watson is dead.

In fact she's been dead

for over eight years.

So, as someone who

doesn't believe in ghosts,

let's get the most obvious

question out the way.

Who exactly are you?

- Emily.

Sorry, I got held up.

Oh, there's a surprise.

- Ah.

- So how's the

house coming along?

- Well, I've kind of

actually put it on ice.

- What?

- Thinking about moving out.

- You've only just moved in.

- Yeah, I know.

I'm just gonna, I don't

know, lay low for a while.

I'm thinking Amsterdam.

- Why?

- Well, canals, er,

cycling, architecture.

- This isn't funny, Tom.

What have you done now?

- I need you to get me some

information on these guys.

- Well you know there's a

thing called Google, right?

- What's the point of

having a tech wizard

for a sister if you can't-

- I can't access

personal files like this.

- Yes you can.

- Not legally.

What's it for anyway?

Oh god, you're not still

working for that guy?

- No, yes.

I mean, it's complicated.

- For God sake, Tom.

You promised me you were

done with all that shit.

- I am, I'm just I'm

working for the other side.

They have no idea.

- No, you have no idea.

You don't even know

who these people are.

- I'm doing the right

thing, like we talked about.

- I meant, go and

get a normal job.

Not attempt to become

some kind of double agent.

- Em-

- I mean I love you Tom,

but you're a f*cking idiot.

- He's dangerous,

okay, the fires,

the people that have died,

it all filters down from him.

I am sure of it,

and if I can get him

this bit of information,

then he will trust me, and

then it means I can get out!

- Look I'll, I'll do what I can.

- I know you will.

Come here.

- Promise me you'll be careful.

- Listen, if anything were

to happen to me, it won't,

but if it did,

the name on the

back, he will help.

- What?

- Emily?

- Yeah?

- I love you too.

- Let me get this

straight, you're Emily Allans?

Tom Allans' sister?

- Yes.

- You know we recruited Tom

as an informant when we

suspected that Charlie Knight

was responsible for

the arson att*cks.

- Yes.

- And you used your position

to access confidential data

on Knight's

pharmaceutical rivals

which you leaked

to your brother.

- No, I never

shared it with Tom.

- Why not?

- Because he was dead

before I got the chance.

Strange because

he seemed to think

he was under your protection.

- Why didn't you

just bring it to us?

- Look, Tom was a lot of things,

made bad decisions, reckless,

got in with the wrong crowd,

but I think maybe for the

first time in his life,

he actually believed he

was doing the right thing.

Being your guy on the inside

and helping the

good guys type shit.

I couldn't let that

be for nothing.

- You just thought you'd

pick up where he left off?

Take the data to Knight, or

the connect as you call him.

'Cause of course that's

a really sensible

and safe thing to do.

- Well I wouldn't of had to

if you lot had done

your job better.

- Point taken.

Go on.

- I had to make him think

he was approaching me,

not the other way round.

- And?

- I paid one of Tom's

dodgy work friends

to drop into conversation

about someone he knew

on the dark web.

Someone who could access

pretty much whatever info

was needed for the right price.

- Nice.

- That data was

just the beginning.

I then worked with him

remotely for months,

tracing online footprints

of people of interest.

- Other rivals?

- Not just his rivals.

What happened with Tom

shook the connects faith

in his whole team.

- His own people?

- Exactly.

I know more about Jack and Lena

than they could have

possibly imagined.

- Yeah, what was the

plan with Jack and Lena?

I mean surely they

knew too much.

I've been tracking

Knight a while,

he doesn't seem the

most forgiving person.

Well he told them he was

giving them a second chance,

but they'd failed to

retrieve the recording

from Tom once already.

When they retrieved

it this time,

a clean up crew were

coming in to take them out.

My role was to oversee

the operation and deliver

the recording to him personally.

- What's taking so long?

I want to get out of here.

- Sorry sir, it's taking

a while to download.

Finally.

Do you want to hear it?

- Play it.

- It wasn't hard to get taken on

by the agency

handling Tom's house.

So I could go in with them

when it went back on the market.

But what I didn't plan

for was Jack entering

the safe's code incorrectly.

Then I had to improvise.

- Must have been hard for you,

thinking Jack and Lena were

gonna get away with it.

- I guess I had my sights

set higher than them.

It was more about

what I had to do

to get this.

- Tell me that's

what I think it is.

- Everything that happened,

it's all recorded on there.

Also, a realtime GPS

signal has been sent

to your dispatch team

with the location

of Charlie Knight.

- Just, give me a minute.

- It was insured,

everybody was covered.

- With respect

sir, Lena said you knew

the cleaners were

still in the building.

- Yes.

And?

- And you told

them to torch it anyway.

- Yes I did.

what's with all the

f*cking questions, Tom?

Most people got out.

- Not the one

with the little kid.

- f*ck sake, it was

a pharmaceutical laboratory.

Not a kindergarten.

Stupid b*tch shouldn't have

brought her kid to work.

- Sir, I-

- Enough!

Let me make something

very clear, Tom.

If you question me again-

Now delete it.

You'll be joining them.

- Just to let you know,

we are moving on

this straight away.

I take it you've got

Tom's recording too?

- No, I gave that to Knight.

- Why would you do that?

- Because I gave him my word.

And often if people want

something from you badly enough,

when you give it to them,

they can't see anything else.

- Wait.

- I said delete it.

- I'm trying.

- What the f*ck it that?

- It's transferring

to multiple locations.

It won't, it won't delete.

I'm trying to close the program

but it's not responding.

- You f*cking b*tch!

- Armed response!

- You have no idea

what you're starting!

- Hands

behind your back!

- And to guarantee

this didn't get buried

by someone in a

position of power,

as I suspect happens.

- DI Gray sends his regards.

- By trying

to delete the evidence,

he's actually just

emailed it to 11

of the top news

editors in the country.

- I've been working

this case a long time

and although your

methods were not-

- You're welcome.

- I appreciate

what you have done.

And what your brother did.

We should have looked after

him better and I'm sorry.

- I know you probably

didn't see the best of him,

with all he was involved

with, but actually,

Tom was always very-

- He was your brother.

- So now you know I

was involved with Jack

and Lena's deaths.

will I go to prison?

- Jack k*lled Lena.

That was his call.

One question.

Was there anything

else in the safe?

- Paperwork?

Valuables?

- Money?

- Nothing.

- Good enough for me.

You?

- Yep.

- So, about Jack.

We never found his body.

- What?

No, he k*lled himself.

I-

- You heard the g*n, I know,

but you never saw the body.

Look, don't worry.

We will look after you.

We will get you out the country

until all of those involved

are in custody.

Witness protection,

like we should have

done for your brother

Any idea where you want to go?