04x03 - Episode 3

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DCI BATRA: Our intelligence says
the device is loaded onto a pallet

ready for transportation by lorry.

Armed police!

You must disarm this device
before it reaches its target.

Done, done!

HACKETT: We have
a device detonation, E15,

outside
the UK Banking Group headquarters.

OLDFIELD: As well as E2,
the London Commodities Exchange.

And the Bank of England,
so three financial targets.

Just keep trying DCI Batra.

BEEPING

Why didn't you call it in?
I did.

I asked DCI Batra to call it in.

Agh!

You were part
of a co-ordinated attack.

Tell us what this is all about.

If it is chemical weapons,
we can't take any risk.

That is...
Yeah. Nasty.

PHIL: The drone originated in
Langshaw, on the edge of the basin.

LANA: Do you think that's
where they controlled it from?

Gold Command, approaching
the drone control search radius now.

These people have got expl*sives.
We don't know what they're planning.

RDX?
Military-grade expl*sives.

There's someone inside the room.

We've got a female
tied to the door by a rope.

DANNY:
There's something on her back.

Stay really still, Annie.

We're clear.
We're clear, we're clear.

Is it because there's
some kind of acceptance in it,

for it to be the last one?

That's the job.

We still have no leads
on who these people are?

'An attack is in progress
on Old Fort Road in Mile End.'

Control, this is Delta-one-seven.
Shots fired on Old Fort Road.

'OK, we've got two casualties,
both dead.'

If you open your mouth,
you know what's gonna happen.

I'm gonna use a scalpel,
make a really small incision.

'Talk to me. What did you see?
What happened?'

It was a kidnapping.

They took someone from the car.
Who?

Who did they take?

EDDIE:
So, Hass tells you he's scared.

What do you say?

I mean... that's a...

That's a brave thing, in my book.

A man in his position.

What did you say back?

I just said, you know...
it'll be fine.

I've got his back.
A lot of responsibility to carry.

Everything fine -
how can you guarantee that?

You must get it.
You was in the army.

I mean, you know, you've got
to have confidence in your leader,

know that they've got
everything under control.

Yeah, but this is Hass
we're talking about.

So...?
So, er...

you've worked together a long time.
He knows you very well.

He might not know
the exact extent of your PTSD,

but he knows about the painkillers,
knows you were self-medicating.

Yeah, and he knows
I'm over all that.

And I know that.

Look, I'm not scared.

I'm not scared of the devices.
I'm not scared of the b*mber.

Then what?

We always used to say,
anyone who's not scared in contact,

that's a psycho.

Well, I hope that's the ex-para
in you talking and not my therapist.

If I was being your therapist,
I would say "psychopath".

Or loony.

Same thing. You're not that.

No, I'm not that.

You know, I can't help the fact

I don't feel that kind of fear,
I'm not scared.

I don't get to work
and start thinking about my family,

or the possibility of having one,
or, you know, the future.

I don't think
about the future, ever.

And no-one's ever said that
that might not be

the healthiest thing in the world?

EXHALES

Yeah, because without all of that,
what am I doing this for?

HASS: You all right, Danny?

Right, let's get the kits checked,
ready to go again.

All units are committed,
so we need to be prepared.

Copy that.
WREN: On it.

Thanks, Wren.

You good?
Yeah.

When you've sorted the kits,
why don't you go and have a sleep?

Yeah, all right.

So that's three big devices,
two VODs and a kidnapping.

Sounds like the beginning
of a really bad joke.

Yeah, it's not.

These bombers know how we work.
They're ready for us.

Yeah, they're operating on a scale
that we've never seen before.

I know, which is why we need IDs,
find out who we're working with.

Wash...

I'm worried about Danny.

He's fine.
No, he's not.

I know.
Look, I've got an eye on him.

It's been a lot, you know?

Feels like a month
since this morning.

A lot has happened.

It's put us all on edge.
Yeah.

SIREN WAILS DISTANTLY

MORGAN: These are the men that
were shot during the kidnapping,

but we still don't know
who they are.

What, at all?
No.

No ID, no biometrics, nothing.

It's like they don't exist.

No-one's claimed responsibility,

so we still don't know
who's behind this.

What about the person
that was taken?

Any idea who they were?
No-one saw it.

No-one? People stopped filming
before the grab.

They got scared off.
What about the car?

The SUV? Plates were counterfeit.

We managed to retrace
its inbound journey

as far as South West London,
and then...

and then we lost it.

Ah. Right, OK.

So, the two VODs, the boat yard

where DCI Batra was k*lled -
what about that?

Nothing. No, everything
was properly wiped down.

What?
Guys, we're not chasing ghosts.

There must be some forensics.

Are we confident
we trust the officer

that witnessed the kidnapping?

The Commander won't appreciate
you doubting her own people.

They put a b*mb in his mouth
to stop him from talking.

Yeah, but why not k*ll him?

We've all seen
these bombers don't hesitate

when it comes to k*lling others.

Well, terror's more effective
when you drag it out.

DOOR OPENS

NIA: Morning.
Morning.

Ma'am.

Briefing room, everyone, please.

This is the anti-smuggling operation
at Felixstowe Port

that first alerted us
to the existence of the IED.

Now, as we all know by now,

that IED ended up in a lorry
bound for the Bank of England.

Thanks to EXPO,
this device did not detonate,

but two others did,
both with dire consequences.

Fourteen dead, scores of injured.

Now, the sharp drop
in the value of the pound

appears to be the motive
behind these specific targets.

Their objective -
to undermine the UK's economy.

Whether it's for disruption
or personal gain, we don't know.

What we're also aware of
is that alongside the device,

other weapons and expl*sives
were in the same shipment,

including military-grade RDX.

But none of these
have been recovered.

Why didn't we know
about the other devices?

The intelligence only flagged one.

We suspect the t*rrorists
used three separate cells

to supply
the three different weapons.

Units in isolation.
Yes.

Hard to track, hard to identify
a command structure.

They're pros.

They'll be quick to shut down
any loose ends.

They're ruthless.

Whoever was kidnapped,
that's the way in.

I agree.

Find out who it is,
and we can begin to build a picture.

Then we can isolate
the individuals involved.

Hi.

SHE BREATHES SHAKILY

PHONE BUZZES

KNOCK ON DOOR

Hiya.
You all right?

Hey.
Are we interrupting?

Oh, just my pension disappearing
in real time.

How's Helen?

Determined to catch the b*mber,
like the rest of us.

Yeah. Bit more personal for her,
though, innit?

Ah, it's always personal.

Well, because you were able
to salvage this device intact,

I've made some progress.

I've got some details
from this mouth b*mb.

Yeah? Right.
We'll take anything we can get.

They've modified the spring release
to pack closer to the charge.

It's precision stuff.
Mm.

Found this. Partial fingerprint.

Could well be the bombmaker's.
Brilliant.

KNOCK ON DOOR Sonya Reeves?

Yes, that's me.
I'm Ben, from HS...

I know who you are.
I've been waiting for 12 hours.

Sorry.

OK, well I've sent this partial
over to tech.

Hopefully, they'll be able
to find a match.

Can only hope.
Yeah.

Cheers, mate. See you in a bit.

Who's he?

Oh, he's my bit on the side.

But he won't be comfortable
if you watch, so better go.

CLICKS TONGUE Very funny.

Bye-bye.

So, what have UKHSA been doing
that's more important than this?

Well, you weren't very clear
on what this is.

I was explicit.

Oh, forget it.

It's linked to the attacks.

This is a sample of the vomit
from the driver,

from the truck that was stopped.

Right. I heard he was signed off
by medical.

But only cos he wasn't talking.
Well, when did he vomit?

Under interrogation.
Well, hadn't he been shot?

That could be the...
I thought that too.

But the officer
that was running the interrogation,

he described some other symptoms -
disorientation, nosebleed.

He might have been exposed
to something.

Well, where is he now?
He's back in custody.

Any further problems?

I don't know.
He's under tight security.

Everyone's so focussed
on the emergency response,

no-one's got time for this driver
if he isn't gonna talk.

But I think we might have a problem.

What sort of thing?
Some kind of pathogen?

That's why I called you.

SIRENS WAIL

NIA ON RADIO:
'EXPO 1, this is Gold Command.'

Go ahead.
'We have more on that lead.'

The rebuild of the partial print
taken from the mouth b*mb

is matched to an individual
who's known to us.

Her name is Leonora or Lenny Hoyle.

'She's on a watchlist.'
For what?

She's associated with several
different activist causes.

There's been death threats,
hate speech, that sort of thing,

but nothing on this scale.

But there's no previous evidence
of b*mb-making.

OK. What are we expecting to find
at this address?

It's listed as her place of work.

She's a mechanic,

but she also has a background
in electrical engineering.

Dynamic entry is authorised.

What, after yesterday?

Er, copy that, Gold Command.

Just to remind you, they used
a human shield at the boat yard.

Yeah, I'm aware, EXPO 1,

but we cannot afford
to lose this lead.

We have to get ahead
of these bombers

before there's another attack.

'Understood, Gold Command.
Send us the details.

'We're heading there now.'

Stand by!

RADIO CHATTER

EXPO 1, we've entered the building.

TRAIN RUMBLES OVERHEAD

PHIL: Over here.

Stay back.

Well?

It's Lenny Hoyle.

She'd obviously served her purpose.

RADIO CRACKLES
Trojan 1, body found.

Standby for instructions.

All clear.

SHE SIGHS Wash.

Well, it looks like
we're in the right place.

There's a lot of electronics.

They were building something.

By the look of it,
I'd say something intricate.

There's no sign of any expl*sives.

TRAIN RUMBLING

Some drawings here.

Could be of devices.

I'll keep taking a look.

Do you wanna go and update
Gold Command? Copy that.

RADIO CRACKLES
Trojan 1 to Gold Command.

NIA: We'll need all the forensics
we can get our hands on

to pull that place apart.

Ma'am.
If we move fast enough,

this evidence could lead us
straight to them.

If we don't,
they'll get ahead of us.

God knows what they'll do next.

Thought you might need a hand, Wash.
Yeah, come in here.

Yeah, take a look at that paperwork.

Somebody's been busy.

Well, the mouth b*mb is here.

Elaborate plans.

I don't recognise this.
Let's have a look.

Oh, sh*t.
What?

They've been building something
to try to combat countermeasures.

They're using them to, er,
target secure locations.

Look at the electronics.
They're designed to avoid detection.

Looks like she's been modifying them
for something else.

Yeah, for what?

'Ere you are, look at this.

"Cross, House, Walk."

Targets?
Yeah.

Vauxhall Cross,
Thames House, Blenheim Walk.

MI6, MI5, SO15.
f*ck.

Yeah, they're coming for us.

Gold Command, EXPO 1.

'We've got IED designs,
all aimed at the security services.'

Vauxhall Cross, Thames House,
Blenheim Walk - all of them.

'If they know
we've found Lenny Hoyle,

'their opportunity to attack
will be now or never.'

Received, EXPO 1.

Who's the EDO?

Me, Ma'am.

I need you to trigger Code 17.

Now, please.
Right, yeah.

And begin the switch
to emergency secondary servers.

We need them live.

You should be the one to alert
Vauxhall Cross and Thames House.

Full evacuation.
Yes, Ma'am.

I'll assist Neil, Ma'am?

ALARM BLARES

WOMAN: This way, everybody.

Make your way
to the assembly point, please.

ALARM BLARING

Not until we're done.

That should light a fire under you.

BRENTON: 'This is Central 1-3.'

We have a Code 17 at CTHQ Main.

Initiating server switch
for secure data extraction.

Be advised -
system vulnerable to cyber

and electronic attack
until full reboot is complete.

All units proceed as instructed.

Ma'am.

I need to brief COBRA.
OK.

You know your evacuation route?
Yep.

Then let's get moving.
I don't have an escort.

You do. I've been assigned.

You take your car,
I'll drive in front of you,

make sure everything's OK.

Yeah. Fine.
OK.

SIREN WAILS

Gold Command, EXPO 1.

EXPO 1, this is Central 1-3.
Gold Command is travelling.

Code 17 has been activated.

Vauxhall Cross, Thames House
are following procedure.

What's Code 17?

That's what happens when we think
we're being compromised.

It's to protect our people,
the data...

People?
Yeah.

They'll be doing a full evacuation.

Central 1-3,
where's everyone been sent?

Staff move to assembly points
and wait for emergency services.

And where's Gold Command?

Gold Command has to get to COBRA.

Bronze 2 is escorting her
to her vehicle as we speak.

'Listen, we've just seen drawings
for a device

'that could cancel out
electronic countermeasures.

'There's a chance they've got one
into the building.'

CAR ALARM PIPS

sh*t. Lenny Hoyle was a mechanic.

She was a modding a device
to fit under a car.

Wait for me to drive off, Ma'am,
and then follow me, closely.

OK.

Better let Control know
we're a minute out.

Central 1-3,
Gold Command is not safe.

Repeat, Gold Command is not safe.
We're about a minute away.

CAR ALARM PIPS

SHE SIGHS DEEPLY

CAR ALARM PIPS

LOCKS CLUNK,
CAR ALARM PIPS

SHE RATTLES
DOOR HANDLE

THEY MOUTH

SHE SIGHS DEEPLY

EXHALES: OK.

Wait, wait! Stop, Stop!

Put them down. Put your keys down.

There might be a device in your car.

The doors are locked.
I... I can't get out.

OK. Don't move.
Don't touch anything.

That's it. OK.

Hands up.

Hands.

Some kind of signal receiver.

There's devices
on both of your cars.

I'm gonna examine your car now, OK?

LANA UNZIPS BAG

BEEPING

Nothing. It's got to be inside.

EXHALES DEEPLY

Commander?

I'm gonna start with you, OK?
You're priority.

Helen? I'm gonna be
straight with you, I promise.

Sit tight.

OK. I think they've hacked
the car's software.

That's what's allowed them
to lock the doors.

But this building
should be protected

from any electronic intrusion.

Yeah, I know, but Brenton had
to switch servers due to Code 17.

A Code 17 is
a highly secret protocol.

It's not secret enough.

These bombers have taken control.
They know your protocols.

They knew
you'd be travelling together

and that they could exploit
the server switch.

I don't know what the expl*sives
might be connected to,

so I need you to do a search
inside the car, carefully.

OK, what am I looking for?

Any wires, any sign of tampering,
something you've not seen before.

OK. Just talk me through it.
Tell me what you see.

No, no! Nia, don't open anything.

Just a visual.
OK.

No, I... I can't see anything.
Are you sure?

Look, wh-why can't you
just break the window?

Because I've no idea
how this device operates.

The glass could be a switch.
OK, understood.

Keep looking for me. Come on.
I-I... I can't...

Hang on, wait. Wait.

Yeah? What have you got?

There's, erm...

There's scratches
on the steering wheel.

Right, they weren't there before?
No?

Right, well, let's get inside.
Get your keys.

That's it. Now try and get into
the centre of the steering wheel.

Really carefully.

Gently. And take your time.

That's it, brilliant.

Slowly does it.

There it is.

Now I can see it,
I can deal with it.

Deep breaths, OK?
Yeah.

Just gonna see
if Morgan has the same setup.

Right, Helen?

I need to get into the centre
of the steering wheel, OK?

Right.
Have you got your keys?

Yeah.

OK, find a flathead.

And you see that rim?

I just need you to go behind it
and prise it away.

Now, there will be expl*sives
behind there, OK?

But I'm gonna handle it.
OK.

OK?
Yeah.

Exactly that. Take your time.
NIA EXHALES SHAKILY

There we go.

NIA SIGHS DEEPLY

That's it. OK. Gently take that out.

There it is.

It's all right.

Put that on the passenger seat
for me.

Helen. Put it on the passenger seat.

Just gonna radio through.

Central 1-3, this is EXPO 1.
BRENTON: 'EXPO 1, go ahead.'

OK, I've got
at least two VB IEDs here.

Gold Command and Bronze 2
are both trapped in their cars,

which the bombers have hacked
to gain control of.

I've got eyes on expl*sives,

but I don't know
what the trigger is,

so I don't want
to start working on that yet.

These bombers have shown
counter-EOD techniques before.

I don't want to risk
activating the trigger

until I've understood
how the device is put together.

The cars haven't been there
long enough to be rigged unnoticed.

Yeah, exactly,
so they must have been rigged

at their home addresses and then
activated when they got here.

'The server switch gave them
a window to arm the device.

'The rest is likely automated
by something in the car,

'or else they'd have done it
by now.'

Understood, EXPO 1.

ALARM BLARING

How could they have planned
for all of this?

I'll check the security log.

Who's had access to Code 17?

'Central 1-3, you need
to get everyone out of the building,

'including yourself.'

Copy that.

You go. I'll...

I'll be right behind you.

Neil?
Yeah.

Commander? I need to find out
where this wire...

MORGAN
BREATHES DEEPLY

Can you look and see
if you can trace that for me?

EXHALES: OK. Think. Think.

f*ck. F...

f*ck.

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck!

Commander?

SCREAMS: f*ck!

Are you OK to...?
Yeah, yeah, go. Come back to me.

Helen. Calm down!

Helen. Helen.

Lana, get me out
of this f*cking car!

Calm down!

Carry on like that
and you will die, OK?

And listen to my instructions,
and I'll get you out of this.

Helen, look at me.

We need to follow the wires
so I can find the power source.

Otherwise I can't get in there.

Take your time. No sudden moves.

Erm... I'm pretty sure
they're going behind the dashboard

into the... the car's engine.

Right, you're pretty sure,
or you're sure?

I'm sure, I'm sure.
OK, great.

Right, we need to cut off the power.

The power source
will probably be the battery. OK.

So I need to get into the bonnet.
OK.

I need you to pop the bonnet.

Lana, I can't.

Helen, if you can't trust me now,
then what can I do?

The bonnet, Helen. Come on.

It's the best chance you've got.
OK, OK.

CLUNK Well done.

It's done, it's done.

Disconnecting the battery.
Then we should be OK.

DEVICE BEEPING

CLICK

CLOSES BONNET

GROANS LIGHTLY

NIA SIGHS

Easy as that.

BEEPING

EDDIE: Were you close?

No.

But you're still feeling it,
just the same.

I'm feeling the failure.

Do you feel responsible?
I am responsible.

I mean, no-one's blaming me, but...

I was the EXPO.
I should have seen it.

But you can't be expected
to see every pitfall, surely.

You don't expect that of yourself.
I have to expect that of myself.

How can you?

It's basic human nature.
No-one's perfect.

You're good at your job, Lana.
I've checked.

You've been checking on me?
Yeah.

I wanted to understand
if you were a decent operator.

Why? Don't you respect people
without talent?

No, I can, but our conversations
would be very different.

SHE CLEARS HER THROAT

Do you ever think about...

the people that you were close to

when you lose someone like this
at work?

You've lost some very significant
people in your life, right?

Yeah, I know,
but I don't think about them. Never?

Well, no, not when I'm at work, no.
How can you not?

Because I'm trained
to separate those thoughts.

I understand that.

We all block out things
that make a bad day worse.

But the very act of doing that,
of compartmentalising feelings,

means that they are going
to creep into our head,

even if it's just a glimpse.

It's like you're talking in riddles.

It's like I'm back
with the therapists

that just talk like therapists.

It's not helpful.
I don't know what you mean.

You had a relationship with someone
who turned out to be a t*rror1st.

Whoa. Where the f*ck
has that come from?

It must have pulled the rug out
from under you,

losing someone you loved
who turned out...

Who I loved?
Where the hell...? What?

Is this coming
from these notes again?

He k*lled your best friend,
Joel Nutkins, didn't he?

He was responsible
for the death of your brother.

I'm not doing this.

Do you feel the failure
of that one as well?

Lana... you can't go.
Watch me.

Look, you said yourself, this is the
only way you get to keep the job.

Well, f*ck the job.
I'll find a new therapist.

Fine. Keep running.

I think we've found what scares you.

What scares me is the amount
of nonsense in your files. No.

There's places you won't go.

I will go there with you.

And all it needs
is a bit of courage.

And you're not lacking in courage.

It's time.
It's time to face your fear.

It's time to face your anger,
the... the pressure, the guilt

that you are carrying
everywhere you go.

And it might be the scariest thing
that you have ever done,

but it's where we find out
what it's all for.

So...

Look, please, sit.

Sit down.

We've been over the device
that k*lled Nia,

and the one in Helen's car,
and you were right.

They were fitted outside CTHQ,

most likely in their homes.

And then they were armed
when the server switched.

The devices were linked.

One of them was dead from the moment
they stepped in their car. OK.

So we are dealing with someone

who knows the inner workings
of counter-terror command?

It looks like it, yeah.

I can't get a handle on this.

First,
the massive financial attacks,

then targeting
the security services.

I mean, God only knows what's next.

I need to tell you something.

What?

FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING

PHONE BUZZING

RINGING TONE

'Please leave a message
after the tone.'

BEEP You tried to k*ll me.

And that wasn't the deal.

So listen to me
very, very carefully.

I need proof
that my brother is still alive,

and if I do not get that,
I will do everything,

everything in my power to stop you.

That was your sister. Yeah.

And I hope, for your sake,

she does what she's supposed to.

That guy that showed up
at my lab yesterday,

he was from UKHSA.

I had him analyse a sample
of the lorry driver's vomit. OK.

Well, he couldn't be conclusive,
so he took it for further tests.

Promised to keep it between us.

He sent me this 20 minutes ago.

What is it?
It's the driver's symptoms.

I was worried it was a pathogen,
but it's not.

Thank Christ.
It's worse, Lana.

It's radiation poisoning.

f*ck.

The symptoms exhibited,

the low platelet count,
the white cell crash...

He's been near something hot.

How bad?

Well, the body
doesn't react like this

unless it's handled a critical mass
of fissile material

without the proper protection.

The UKHSA scanners have identified
the isotope signature.

Our driver had handled
ten kilos plus of uranium.

Sonn, this isn't
dirty b*mb territory.

This is full-yield,
city-k*ller kind of stuff.

Yeah.
Whatever they're building, it's big.

What if they've already built it?

Is everything here that you need?
It should be.

My work has taught me about bombs.

But I could never build
something like this.

That's why we need you.

Will you be ready?

Good.