01x06 - The World Is Yours

[bunniefuu]

[intriguing string music plays]

[air raid siren blaring in distance]

[Mullins] Everything is ready for you, sir.

[Mannix] How many is left after this?

[Mullins] Just one more, sir, after this one.

Thank you, Mullins.

Recording number 2-5-5.

[Mannix] Hello, Shahara.

It's Elias here.

We are one another's ghosts of past, present, and future.

It's hard to grasp, isn't it?

[dramatic music playing]

There's one thing I know for certain, we will meet again.

[siren wailing]

For you, on the 14th of July, everything will change.

This city, and those who serve its greed, will be obliterated.

Two hundred thousand

will die in the initial blast.

The subsequent firestorm will double that,

and the fallout will double it again.

The chaos left in the wake

will reveal the ruling class

for the self-serving parasites they are,

paving the way for a future

that I promise will be worth the wait.

On the 14th of July,

you will play your part, Shahara,

the most vital part of all.

There's no stopping it.

It's already history.

14th of July. Today.

I'm pretty sure the voice belongs

to the financier called Sir Julian Harker,

who d*ed in 1941.

He was the founder of Harker and Co. Bank

and was the head

of some sort of doomsday cult,

both of which still exist today.

DCI Barber, my boss,

was Harker's great-grandson.

And I believe Barber

is the father of Elias Mannix,

who Barber sprung from prison yesterday,

and they haven't been seen since.

Elias Mannix told me this cult

was planning to detonate a b*mb

"like nothing you've ever seen."

Those were his words.

You're Counter-Terrorism.

This is your turf.

I think it's a nuclear thr*at.

Sergeant,

if this was genuinely recorded in 1941,

that's four years before Hiroshima.

How could this be

anything other than a hoax?

You heard the message.

He said it was today. Now!

- [exhales] What do you want us to do?

- sh*t yourselves!

The only thing that makes me nervous

is that Barber sprung this Mannix kid.

[Hasan] Hey!

I'm right here.

Do you have any idea the time,

the money, and the coordination

it takes to pull something like this off?

We're talking years of planning.

That is literally my point.

This was recorded in 1941.

You don't just hide a nuke

in your shed for 80 years.

You need a high-security lab facility,

lead lining, a team to make it,

maintain it.

In the middle of London? It's impossible.

What about under it?

Under?

[ominous music plays]

[dramatic music playing]

Hey! Police.

This key, do you recognize it?

Is it a vault key? Yes or no?

These are from our oldest vaults.

How did you get this?

[mouse clicking]

What? What is it?

[man] Good Lord.

You are Miss Shahara Hasan

of 15 Spencer Drive, Whitechapel?

The vault's been in your name

since the 6th of May, 1941.

- f*ck.

- Hold on.

What the hell?

- [beeps]

- [dramatic music continues]

[man] Oldest part of the building

down here.

[ominous music playing]

[lights surging]

Sorry about the lights.

[music fades]

This is your vault, detective.

Keyhole's there.

Over to you.

[eerie music playing]

[Hasan] f*ck!

[metal door groaning]

[phone ringing]

Don't answer it.

[Hasan exhales]

I have to.

They're not done with me yet.

[Barber] Hasan

- [Hasan] f*ck. [gasps]

- [female agent] Jesus Christ!

Hello, Shahara.

[dramatic music playing]

Do you know what I love about you?

You're always

right in the eye of the storm.

Never dodged it, not once.

The bad news is the b*mb's now live.

As for who's got the trigger,

I think you know that.

Come on.

He's scared. He's confused,

and you're the one

who'll help him make up his mind.

Head west on the A40

till I call again, alone.

Go. Now!

[siren wailing]

Give me the keys.

- I'm coming with you.

- No, he said just me.

No f*cking way.

I know I was harsh to you before,

and I believe you 100%,

but there's no way

I'm letting you out of my sight.

[tires spinning]

[siren wailing]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Hayden] Clear the room! Everybody out!

- Take him upstairs.

- Sir. Go on.

You're all excused,

leave your desks as they are.

[officer] Everyone out!

[dramatic string music playing]

[humming, warbling]

- [siren chirping]

- [people clamoring]

There was an unexploded World w*r II b*mb

that was discovered

during an ordnance survey.

was discovered buried deep

in a vault in Harker Bank.

[people clamoring]

[siren wailing]

[phone ringing]

This is Hasan.

[Barber] Making good time, I hope.

You should be thanking me

for getting you the f*ck out of Dodge.

- [chuckles]

- I want to talk to Elias.

Oh, you will, mate. You will.

That's why we're doing this.

Just you wait.

You see, you're such a big part

of this, Shahara.

We've always known it.

You're the one

who's gonna help him choose.

[chuckles]

This country's gonna know it's loved.

It's going to be beautiful.

I should be thanking you.

[chuckles]

Now I want you to get

to a lovely, sleepy little place.

It's called Wells Pier,

right on the river.

Just you.

If I see anybody else, we hit the switch.

[tense music playing]

Just you.

Say it.

[Hasan] Just me.

[exhales]

Baba, you need to get Jawad

out of London. It's serious.

Go to Aunt Saffy's.

- Promise me you'll go right now.

- Uh

Please. I love you both.

- Shahara, don't. Wait

- [line hangs up]

How much can we actually trust

this Barber guy not to detonate the b*mb?

[Hasan] We can't. But what choice

do we have right now?

Look, I know this kid.

I don't think he has this in him.

You don't think?

Let me talk him down.

- There's no plan B right now.

- [sighs]

We're all there is.

f*ck.

f*ck.

[eerie music plays]

[melancholy music playing]

- Come on, come here.

- [sniffles]

I'm sorry I wasn't there for you,

but I'm here now.

This is your choice to make.

It's your decision.

Your choice, Elias.

It's all we're ever going to ask of you.

Come here.

Now, this is the detonator, okay?

[detonator thuds on table]

It's your choice.

[pants]

[whimpers]

[breathing deeply]

[Barber] You left us the records.

You told me that you had to suffer,

you had to see the world from the gutter.

All I want is for you

to find your happiness, Elias.

Because we needed your pain

as the catalyst,

the the spark that's going to make

this all happen.

Do you understand?

No.

[somber, ethereal music playing]

And I'm I'm telling you,

I'm not what you think I am.

[whimpers]

You'll understand.

I'm here to help you realize your dream.

And Hasan will give you the key.

[suspenseful music playing]

Arms up, please.

Through there.

[ominous music playing]

It's brave of you

to come this far, Shahara.

Elias you okay?

He's fine.

It's our first father and son outing,

and it's a boat trip.

What could possibly go wrong, eh?

[chuckles]

Now, sit down opposite Elias.

And now, finally over to you two.

As it's meant to be.

- [b*mb whirs]

- Sir!

Oh, Jesus.

[ominous music playing]

[Hasan] Elias, this is their game,

not ours.

Give it to me, and it's done.

Hey. If you press that button,

so many people are dead.

I don't believe you have that evil in you.

I just don't.

[Barber] No one should tell you

what to do, Elias.

Only you should decide.

No amount of pain can justify this.

This isn't you.

[Elias grunts]

Sorry. I'm sorry.

- Don't. Please don't.

- [Barber] Easy, Shahara.

Play nice.

Okay, she's had her turn to speak.

Now it's yours.

This

is the last record

that Sir Julian Harker ever made.

And it's for you, Elias.

- Straight from the horse's mouth.

- He's lying, Elias.

It's fake. They're brainwashing you.

Why don't we let him be the judge?

After all, you've listened

to your record, Shahara.

It brought you here.

- [suspenseful string music playing]

- [record crackling]

[Mannix] I have lived your life, Elias.

As you sit on that boat

and feel your heart b*ating in your chest,

that same heart beats in mine.

One day, you too will sit where I am

and record these exact same words

in 1941.

Since your beginnings,

you've been rejected

by your mother and your father.

You've carried that wretchedness

for as long as you can remember.

As if it was your fault.

And you will continue to be alone,

unless you do what must be done.

Then you will be loved.

[music intensifies]

[music fades]

Hey.

In time, you will usher in a new era,

a new world,

where there is freedom, and love is all.

You will go back to 1890,

and you will live my life

as Sir Julian Harker.

You will find your happiness.

A life of warm instead of cold.

You will become me,

and I will be reborn as you

again, and again, and again.

All your life,

your pain,

your anger,

it has all come down to this moment.

Press the button, Elias.

- Press the button and know you are loved.

- [shuddering]

Know you are loved.

Know you are

Elias, you have a choice.

Don't listen to him.

- you are loved. Know

- [gasps]

- [Hasan] Elias, please!

- You are loved

[g*nsh*t]

[suspenseful music playing]

Hey!

- [groans]

- Dad!

No!

[wailing] No, no, no, no.

- Don't! No, no! Don't sh**t him! No!

- Move!

[Elias wailing] No!

Wait. Please.

[Elias whimpers]

The world is yours, Elias.

No, no

[groans, mutters]

[ominous music playing]

[Hasan] Elias.

Elias, give it to me.

- Elias, you don't want it.

- [gasps]

Please.

[panting]

[ethereal music playing]

[Elias gasping]

[Elias] No

[panting]

[crackling]

[officer] Proceed with defusal confirmed.

[b*mb beeping]

[whooshing, humming]

[groans]

[Mannix] Ticktock, ticktock.

Not long to go now, professor.

You more than anyone know how this ends.

And Shahara.

We barely recognize each other, do we?

I'll never forget

how you helped me that day.

And I will never forgive myself

for not k*lling you.

Elaine and Andrew,

they promised me this moment.

I promised myself this moment,

that I would know I was loved.

I've built a world

so that others would know that feeling.

I'm still waiting.

But through there,

I'll find it for myself.

I will find her and let that love flourish

to become this world.

Have you asked him, Maplewood?

Have you asked him if he was the one

who k*lled half a million people,

including my son?

Look her in the eye, Elias.

Tell her you didn't do it.

[tense synth music playing]

Did you?

Yes.

And I'm going to do it again.

[grunting]

[groans, screams]

- [g*n cocks]

- [Mannix] Wait!

[groans]

When are you going to learn?

You can't stop this!

- [panting]

- [Mannix] You did your part,

and now I'll do mine.

You are the mother of this world, Shahara.

[chuckling] And And I am the father.

- [groans]

- Hasan, no!

[groans]

1890, make it ready.

[Defoe] No.

You'll just have to k*ll me.

No. Point the g*n at her head.

Now, you know you die,

but you don't know what happens to her.

It's up to you.

Open The Throat,

or I promise you she will die.

[groaning]

[dramatic music playing]

[whirring, humming]

[crackling]

[Mannix shuddering]

I leave this future, our world,

in your hands,

Iris.

Remember, change isn't what you seek,

it's what you fear.

And the b*mb didn't just take,

it also gave.

I think you know that deep down.

Do you understand?

Yes Commander.

[Mannix] Know you are loved.

[chuckles softly]

[ethereal music playing]

[crackling intensifies]

- [yelling]

- [music fades]

[yell echoes]

[footsteps approaching]

[chuckles softly]

You certainly know how to make a man wait.

Did you get Harker's confession?

Harker tells me

I'm to frame you for the m*rder.

That's absurd. They can't.

The police commissioner's son's my alibi.

No, the commissioner's son

has just signed a sworn affidavit

denying he was with you.

I'm the one that made him sign it.

I had no choice. Charlotte and Polly

[sad string music playing]

[Ashe] And

you've come to arrest me.

I'm here to tell you to run.

Henry. Henry

There isn't much time. Leave!

[hesitantly] You're free to go

anywhere you want and live

- We'll fight them!

- No, no!

Your stubbornness will get you k*lled!

You'll have the establishment against you.

Nobody will believe you,

and you will be m*rder*d in prison

before you can be a martyr.

You honestly think

running me out of the city will end it?

You may stop f*cking me,

but they will never stop f*cking you,

you spineless coward!

- Because that's all you are.

- Henry.

- That is That is all you've ever been.

- God damn it, just run!

They will k*ll you.

And I cannot live

with your blood on my hands.

It is a waste of your hope, your light.

You cannot win this.

[sobbing softly]

Run.

They won't leave you alone.

You won't have a life worth living either.

Come with me.

[music fading]

[Ashe shuddering]

I have to finish this.

[Ashe sobbing]

[door closes]

[footsteps approaching]

[Hayden] Calloway was a good man.

It's a shame, but it's your prints

on the g*n, not mine.

And you stuck it in the face

of a defenseless 68-year-old woman,

with witnesses.

Odds of your innocence are slim.

That malignant bitch poisoned a child.

That malignant bitch

happens to be my mother.

[chuckles]

Figures.

- [groans]

- [Hayden chuckles]

You have a choice to make.

I can charge you for the m*rder

of Calloway and the others,

including the little girl.

You'll hang like a bollock.

Or you can listen to what I have to say,

and this g*n will disappear.

Why?

[Hayden] I have it

on the highest authority

that you still have a role to play.

From the burning bush, so to speak.

It's time to fill you in

on the bigger picture.

[ominous music playing]

Look familiar?

These photos were taken 50 years ago.

[Whiteman] What is this?

Some verkakte joke?

What do you take me for?

A man desperately in need of salvation,

searching in all the wrong places.

There's a difference

between the momentary ideals

we hold in our heads

and the things

we truly long for in our hearts.

You can profit from our knowledge.

This office could have your name

engraved on the door by tomorrow morning.

"Detective Chief Inspector Whiteman."

There it is,

that hunger.

There's no shame in having an appetite.

[tense music playing]

We take no issue with you

for developing a conscience

about the child.

Was it your call?

No.

Nah, it wasn't yours.

You're just a busboy

with pigeon sh*t on his shoulders.

So who's the real boss, then, Hayden?

I want to speak to who's really in charge.

As you wish.

Father said you'd come.

Hodges, inform Harker House we're coming.

[Hodges] Yes, sir.

[tense music rising]

[groans]

- [grunts]

- [groans]

[Hayden gasping]

[blood squelches]

- You think you know me, rich boy?

- [Hayden groaning]

You think you can tempt me with what?

This sh*thole office, some sh*thole job?

- That's not me.

- [handcuffs clank]

As for this burning bush,

I want to put it out.

- I'm going to say hello to Daddy.

- [groans]

That's for Calloway.

[whimpers]

[door opens, slams shut]

[somber music playing]

[suspenseful music playing]

[music stops]

[footsteps departing]

[inhales sharply, exhales]

[knock at door]

[door opens]

Inside is everything you need

to get your man, inspector.

[Paxman] About time.

Leave it there.

The case is now closed.

[pleasant piano music playing]

- [piano continues playing]

- [door closes]

[dishware clattering softly]

Home early again!

Do you intend to make this a habit?

Get washed up. Polly has to eat quickly

because she's been asked

Polly, stop playing.

Polly, stop!

What's the matter?

What I have to say to you is

[sputtering] It's not fair for me to

Polly, go upstairs.

No, I'm staying.

[door closes]

[Charlotte] Is it the journalist?

The moment you saw him in here

I knew from your face.

- Charlotte

- Please don't.

Has it always been this way?

I tried so hard to be

who you wanted me to be.

[Charlotte sniffling]

[sobs]

Was any of it real?

[Hillinghead] God, yes.

[gentle music playing]

Don't ever question that.

My love for you and Polly,

it's so very real.

[sputtering] It's just that

there was always something else

just as real.

No matter how much I didn't want it to be.

[pounding at door]

[Charlotte] Alfred, what's happening?

[officer knocking] Open up, Hillinghead!

Papa, the police are at the door.

[officer] Hillinghead, open up now!

[sniffles] Um, I've committed a m*rder.

- [officer] Police!

- I k*lled a man.

- You wouldn't! You wouldn't do that!

- Yes, I did.

[officer] Or we'll

break the door down ourselves.

- [pounding on door]

- You didn't, you're lying.

I know that you're lying. I always know.

- [door crashes]

- Polly.

You didn't do this!

Your husband's a m*rder*r,

Mrs. Hillinghead.

Look, see his signed confession

for yourself.

[dramatic string music playing]

You signed this?

[Paxman] You're arrested for the m*rder

of the man found on Longharvest Lane

- I'm sorry.

- the morning of the 10th of September,

- year of our Lord, 1890.

- [softly] What?!

Cuff him.

[Charlotte] No, Alfred.

He He's lying, he didn't do this! Papa!

- [Charlotte] No!

- [Polly] Papa!

[Hillinghead grunts]

[Paxman] Let's go.

- [whip cracks]

- [horse neighs]

Papa!

[music intensifies]

Alfred! No, Alfred!

Mama!

Alfred!

[music fades]

[metal knocker clacks]

- How can I help you?

- I'm after the lord of the manor.

I only ask 'cause you've got a light on,

should be blacked out.

Nazis, hey? Like moths to a flame.

And I say f*ck 'em, Jeeves.

You know what I mean?

I'll get the window

blacked out immediately.

Thank you.

[blocks door] No, no.

You don't get off that easy.

See, there's a fine.

[Mullins groans]

[clock ticking]

[piano playing gentle song]

[chimes jingling]

[Whiteman breathing heavily]

[ominous music playing]

[gasps]

I let her go so gently.

- I real

- [g*nsh*t]

- [loud thud]

- [music fades]

[tense music playing]

[Whiteman] So, you're the one.

Her name was Esther. She was 11 years old.

She didn't deserve to die.

What do you think you're taking from me?

My life?

[Whiteman] You k*lled her.

You can't outlive

[groans]

[wheezes]

[chuckling] No, you're too late.

It's over.

[phone ringing]

[mysterious music playing]

[g*n clatters]

[music continues]

[siren wailing in distance]

[thudding in distance]

[officer] Whiteman, stay where you are!

You're under arrest for m*rder.

[whooshing, crackling]

- [Maplewood gasps]

- [grunts]

[Maplewood] Defoe!

We're the last ones standing, Iris.

Drop it.

I never thought

you'd be the one that sh**t me.

[melancholy string music playing]

You don't have to do this.

You truly don't.

I could follow him.

I could stop him.

Let me try.

Free will does not exist.

It's an illusion.

I can break the loop in the past.

Hey! Defoe!

Stop!

[Defoe] To Gabriel Defoe.

He never quite made a mark.

[Maplewood] Gabriel, please.

Don't make me.

Catch me if you can.

[g*nsh*t]

You already have.

Catch me if you can.

[echoing] You already have.

[suspenseful music playing]

[dramatic music playing]

[music fading]

[Ishmael] So, this was all for nothing.

We can go home now?

[Hasan] No, don't go home yet.

Just Where'd you get to?

Uh, Deptford.

I told you get out of London,

and you only got as far as Deptford?

You know I can't drive.

I need to work on our Code Reds, Baba.

All right, book yourselves into a hotel

'til I say it's all clear. Okay?

All right, but the police pay.

Jawad wants to speak to you.

- [Jawad] Mommy.

- Hello, sweetheart.

I'm so sorry I scared you.

Everything's okay. All right?

When are we going to go back home?

Very soon. And we'll all be home together,

and I'll give you a big hug and a kiss.

Okay. I love you.

I love you too, sweetheart.

More than anything. I got to go, babe.

[female agent] Hey.

Listen.

I need a favor.

I've requested

to drive you back to prison myself.

They're allowing it.

Assuming you want me to.

[birds chirping]

Do you think Barber was really my dad?

Your mom said he was.

So, she's alive?

My mom.

[Hasan] Mm-hmm.

[gentle music playing]

[sniffs]

[exhales]

[exhales sharply]

I don't want her to see me in prison.

[music continues]

[child] Where's the ball?

[rings doorbell]

Sarah? It's DS Hasan.

He's here, in the car.

[Hasan knocking at door]

Sarah, please open the door.

[door opens]

Hi, Sarah.

- He just wants to see you before he goes.

- [gasps]

[Sarah] I can't. I'm sorry, I can't.

[Hasan] Sarah,

you you can't do this to him.

You know you can't.

[Sarah] I don't know what to say to him.

I'm sorry. I am so sorry.

[Hasan] Sarah, he's going to jail.

See him now, while he's still free.

[Sarah] I can't.

- [Hasan] Come on. He needs his mom.

- [Sarah] I can't.

Just tell him I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry,

but I I am not what he needs.

- [door closes]

- [Hasan] Sarah!

[knocking at door]

Sarah, you can't do this

to him, not again!

Sarah!

Sarah!

[ominous music playing]

- [dramatic sting]

- [Barber] It's your choice.

[officer] sh*t.

Mobile phone wired in.

Another detonator.

[groans softly]

[groans, inhales sharply]

- [knocking at door]

- Sarah, he's your son!

Sarah, don't do this to him again!

- [bike crashes]

- [children] Hey! Get off him!

[children] What are you doing?

Oi, stop it! He took his phone.

[eerie music playing]

[sounds fade]

[dramatic string music playing]

- Elias!

- Stay there!

[panting]

They were right about me!

Know you are loved. Know you are loved!

Know you are loved.

Know you are loved.

Know you are loved.

Know you are loved.

Know you are loved.

- Know you are loved!

- [fl*sh whooshes]

I want to know!

- [panting]

- [music rising]

[music stops]

[phone beeps]

[whirs]

[high-pitched beep]

[whooshing, rumbling]

[wind gusting]

[ethereal music playing]

[gasps]

[groans]

[coughs]

[grunts]

[child] Tilly, fetch Pa!

[shuddering]

[ominous music playing]

What year is it?

[child] Hey?

[Mannix grunts]

What year is it?

[dramatic music playing]

[laughing]

[music fades]

[dramatic string music playing]