01x06 - Episode 6

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "The Lazarus Project". Aired: 16 June 2022 – present.*
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George awakes on the morning of July 1. Six months later, he awakens and discovers that it is July 1 again, but neither his girlfriend Sarah nor anyone else seems to notice.
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01x06 - Episode 6

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You can't turn back time

to stop what happened to Sarah.

And are you willing

to burn down everything

- to start again?

- Yes.

A nuclear

warhead, "Big boy,"

was h*jacked while

in transit yesterday.

The key's the detonator.

You worked out where Big boy is.

It's Janet. He's

been sending money to her.

Shiv would never

betray The Lazarus.

I used to say

that about Rebrov.

Shiv's a mole?

Always the ones

you'd least expect, isn't it?

Who are you?

I'm the caretaker.

- I want to blow it up.

- Excuse me?

Like, as soon as possible,

I wanna blow it up.

Tonight, yeah.

Who keeps calling you?

Work.

You have a job?

Yeah, a part time thing.

Terrorism's like a

just a side hustle.

Side hustle?

Yeah.

If you don't mind me asking,

what happened to the others?

When I asked you if you

were The Lost Glory,

you said what's left of them.

So, what happened to the others?

Have you ever heard of

The Lazarus Project?

Yeah, I've heard of them.

I heard they've

taken down everyone

from The Last Church of the

Savior to the Black Glove.

They say that you

never hear them coming,

that they're always

one step ahead.

So, now they've

taken down The Glory?

Not all of us.

I hope I

never meet them.

Don't worry about that.

It's not like there are

any Lazarus agents here.

We're gonna cross into

Ruthenia in 45 minutes.

Alright, er, we need to

get it to a built-up area.

Chenupol is about

a two-hour drive.

Chenupol

You're just making this up

as you go alone, aren't you?

- A little bit, yeah.

And you

sure no one's on your tail?

No, we're clear.

On the home stretch now.

We're almost there.

Caretaker?

What is the b*mb?

I won't tell you.

I think that you will.

Without a detonator,

the b*mb is useless.

We can't sell a useless b*mb.

The Glory are on their

way to make the sale.

They will have a detonator.

We just wait for them to turn

up and take it from them.

Rudy, we will be waiting

for you at the site.

When you have a visual

on the detonator,

you'll give us the

signal and we move.

Dah?

Yeah.

So, can I see it?

- You see what?

- The detonator.

Why do you keep asking

to see the detonator?

I'm in a truck driving

a nuclear warhead.

I'd like to know

the man next to me,

at least have some

idea what he's doing.

It doesn't look like much.

You sure it's going to work?

Do you want to test it out now?

- No!

The b*mb has an encrypted

transmitter built in.

The detonator breaks

down the encryption

and talks to the b*mb.

It's got a

nine-digit k*ll switch code

and a four-point dial system

that has to be unlocked.

Kind of like a safe.

So you're the

only one that can use it.

That's right.

We could t*rture

him for the codes.

We could make it, so he

gives them to us willingly.

Continue with his plan.

Keep driving.

We'll hijack them.

Incapacitate him.

Then, make it seem as

though Rudy fought us off.

If he wants the b*mb detonated,

he'll give Rudy the codes.

And if that doesn't work?

Well, then you can t*rture him.

Do you mind

me asking you why?

Why what?

Why do you want to

blow up this b*mb?

Er, The Lost Glory is dedicated

to acts of International

Anarchic Disruption and the

I've read your pamphlet.

Why are you doing this?

I'm trying to save someone.

Pretty extreme way

to go about it.

Did you believe that

doing one good thing

can make the world

a better place?

Depends.

'Cause what I'm just saying

is, if you do one small thing,

save a life for example,

that does make the world

a better place, right?

I suppose so.

So, then, the

effort it would take

to do that one small thing

to make the world

a better place,

it's worth doing. That

would be a noble cause.

I don't know if I'm the

right person to talk to

- about a noble cause.

- Why not?

Well, I'm an arms dealer.

So

Yeah.

Ever been in love?

I don't know.

Well, trust me, if you

had been, you would know.

So, what's love got to do

with setting off a warhead?

f*cking everything, man. Jesus.

Love is a f*cking nuclear b*mb

that goes off in your chest,

it irradiates

your f*cking brain cells.

True. True.

You'd do anything for it.

You'd do anything to protect

it, and if you lose it,

you'd do anything

to get it back.

So, you're blowing

this up because

Because

I just want

things to go back

to the way they were before.

Trust me, man, things are never

gonna go back to how they were.

You'd be surprised.

What was that?

Er. I don't know.

No, tell me we're

not breaking down.

sh*t!

I told you we should

have got a better truck.

Shut up!

Seriously.

We seriously broken

down right now?

I

sh*t. I, I don't know. Yeah.

Well, maybe we should ask

those boys for some help.

What do you reckon, Rudy?

Shall we talk to those guys

back there, they've been

tailing us long enough.

Ah, f*ck!

f*ck!

Argh, argh.

Rudy, what's going on?

Rudy?

- Ah, sh*t!

Ow!

George!

You're trapped.

We just want the codes to

the detonator, that's all.

Argh!

Why is it so f*cking difficult?

Argh!

- George! Shh!

- George?

George!

- Archie

- Tell me you've got him.

I tried.

He pulled a g*n on me.

Where is he?

He sh*t me in the shoulder.

I, I couldn't

I tried but I couldn't

- George?

sh*t.

Oh, Jesus.

Reports of a detonation.

It's a big one.

People on social media

describing a mushroom cloud.

Do we have satellite yet?

Hold on.

Find out if George or

Shiv are still alive.

Get them back here.

- George?

- Yeah, the b*mb went off.

I know the b*mb went

off, where are you?

Driving very fast away from it.

Okay. I'm gonna get you home.

You're gonna have

a lot of questions

to answer when you get here.

Yeah, I know.

They're shutting the airports,

but I've managed to get you

on one of the last flights out.

It's a private charter

to London City.

Okay.

How bad is it?

We don't know yet.

I f*cked up.

Just come home.

Mm-hmm.

There are no planes

running, sir.

I know. I'm, I'm George Addo.

You should have had a call.

I'll take you through.

You alright?

Where're you heading, bro?

Er, London.

We're, we're gonna play London,

Yeah. Camden, baby.

You know it?

- Yeah, I know Camden.

- Cool.

Hey, you're not a Narc, are you?

- No.

- Cool.

Then let's get the

f*ck out of here, huh.

It's the end of the world, man.

The whole system's coming down.

Ragnarok.

Oh, hey, man.

Do you want some dr*gs?

Actually, yeah. Go on then.

Yeah?

Knock yourself out!

Camden's gonna be fun then, huh?

Please be codeine.

Alright?

- Hello.

- You were talking in your sleep.

What about?

Just a load of nonsense.

Hmm. Same as usual then.

Exactly.

Bad dream, was it?

Yeah. Nightmare.

Oof. What about?

Don't really remember

What do you want to do today?

Huh?

What do you want to do today?

I was thinking we could go out.

But we're gonna have to be

quick, what with all this.

I, er, dunno

I think I had something

I wanted to say to you.

Oh yeah? What?

I don't know. I can't

remember. I was

Look, George, you're

gonna need to be quick.

I can barely hear you

above the noise

I wanted to ask you something.

- What?

- I wanted to ask you something!

I can't hear you.

I wanted to ask

Welcome to London.

We hope you had

a pleasant flight

and look forward to you

flying with us again.

We kindly ask that

you remain seated

until the aircraft has

come to a complete stop.

Cheers.

Hey, good luck man.

Yeah, bye, dude.

Remember, the whole f*cking

system's coming down, dude!

Nutcase!

The intelligence we have

right now is that Shiv

may somehow be connected

to the detonation.

- That's not possible.

- It's not likely,

but it's not impossible, and

until we know for sure,

we're taking it seriously.

Where's this Intel coming from?

When we're ready to tell

you, we'll tell you.

Here's what we do know.

Miraculously, it seems

like the body count

is going to be pretty low.

Blast radius was

mostly countryside.

A few suburbs.

Big Boy would have been

on a large container.

So, any information about

lorries, trucks, 16 wheelers.

Anything suspicious,

anything stolen,

anything missing,

I want to know about it.

Okay?

Get to work.

Agent Addo.

Start from the beginning.

I cracked the code.

Lost Gloria Maps.

Why didn't you come to me?

I tried.

I called but Shiv answered.

You can check my phone

records if you want.

What did you say to him?

That I thought I knew

where the b*mb might be.

He said he'd look into it.

I told him I wanted to go

and check it out myself.

That's pretty much the

end of the conversation.

You wanted to "check

it out" yourself?

Look, I wanted to go and

find the b*mb myself, okay?

Yeah. I wanted to find

it and show everyone.

What are you, f*cking

ten years old?

You wanted to show everyone?

Yeah, I got in over my head.

I'll say.

What happened?

He must've tailed

me from London.

- Shiv?

- Yeah.

- How?

- I don't know,

but he caught up with me.

I thought he was there to

help me, but he drew his g*n.

So, I ran. He chased

after me, but

I got away. Lost him.

And then what did you do?

I went to where I thought

the b*mb might be,

er, but it'd already gone.

Luckily, I caught sight

of this car driving away

and I thought it

might be Shiv, so

I followed.

And I saw him with these

men with the covered lorry.

But he must have

spotted me first

because he was waiting

for me up the road.

He sh*t at me. He hit

me in the shoulder.

Drove away.

Tried to follow, but

my arm.

So, you lost him and

then the b*mb went off.

Yeah.

Did you speak to Shiv

while all this was going on

or did he just turn up and sh**t

at you with no explanation?

He didn't stop to chat.

There's um, there's

something else, uh,

I need you to see.

What's this?

I ran Shiv's account

through my app

and

he's been sending

money to Janet.

For years.

I'm going to have

everything on your phone

downloaded and checked over.

If there is anything on here

that incriminates you

in any way, I promise,

it will help your case if

you tell me about it now.

I've got nothing to hide.

- So,

- what's the body count?

- Hmm?

From the b*mb. How

many people are dead?

We think a couple of hundred.

Couple of hundred

For now.

What happens next?

Wes is gonna go and talk

to the Russian Ambassador.

But is she likely

to know anything?

Russia have launched a nuclear

arsenal against us three times.

Belov was smuggled

out of the country

prior to the strike on

all three occasions.

If Belov's at home,

it's a good sign

they're not planning anything

and we won't have to step in.

- Ma'am.

The downloads from Ryan's

and Shiv's devices.

- You looked at them?

- Yes, ma'am.

- And?

- Doesn't look good.

Thank you, Greta.

I need to call Ryan's family.

I told Rebrov that he had

a wife and child, but

- actually I don't know.

- He had a girlfriend.

I put the number on there.

Thank you, Greta.

What's the k*ll command?

What did Ryan say to you

to make you break his neck?

Big plans are afoot.

Not the news you

were hoping for.

George.

Come with me.

When I met Shiv, he

was still a teenager.

Naive, scared. Arrogant.

I always thought,

If he hadn't been

born with the gift,

would we have recruited him?

Shiv's a better

agent than The Dane.

He's better than

Greta. Archie, even.

But you know what they

have that he doesn't?

They can forget what they

do, just for five minutes.

They can live in the world.

Shiv never could.

Why am I here, ma'am?

Because, sometimes,

you can stop a w*r

with a conversation,

instead of a g*n.

And I think that's a lesson

that you need to learn.

Wes.

Ambassador Belov.

More security than usual.

No.

Just more visible than usual.

Thank you for seeing me again.

This is my colleague,

Agent Addo.

- Ambassador.

- I haven't had

a lot of sleep, as you

can probably imagine,

so, shall we skip

straight to it?

We don't think

you're under att*ck.

A nuclear b*mb just went

off on our front lawn.

Don't tell me we're

not under att*ck

when we just got att*cked.

So

what do you know?

We know the b*mb

was one of yours.

It was stolen by a militia

group earlier this year

and traded to a third party

for sale on the black market.

If I steal your g*n

and sh**t you with it,

does that make you the m*rder*r?

We just want to know what

Russia's gonna do next.

Well, you have satellite images.

What do you think

we're going to do next?

I wouldn't presume to

second guess the Kremlin.

We're doing what

everyone else is doing,

trying to work out who

the hell is behind this

and whether this is the end

of it or just the beginning.

Well, none of the information

we have, suggests this was done

in an official capacity.

You mean the b*mb wasn't

dropped from a plane

with a fluttering Stars and

Stripes sticking out the back?

No.

Doesn't mean our enemies

weren't involved.

The Americans aren't going

to start a w*r with you.

Despite what you might think,

Russia does not

wake up every day

looking for excuses

to start a w*r.

Your Northern Fleet is in battle

formation in the Bering Sea.

- So

- So, it wasn't this morning.

The b*mb went off in

the middle of nowhere.

The question we're

asking ourselves is,

which direction was it

heading? Towards us or away?

Ambassador, we just came to give

you our professional opinion.

You keep baring your

teeth at everyone,

but we don't think you need to.

Russia lives with

her teeth bared.

There will not be a

warning before we bite.

What do you think?

I think if something

was about to kick off,

she wouldn't take the

time to talk with us.

And I certainly don't

think her son and husband

would still be in the

house while she did it.

Yes?

There's the body

of a British agent

in the boot of a blue

Fiat by the farmhouse

a few miles north

of Brasov, Romania.

Now, this house was

being used as a base

by the arms dealers

who stole your b*mb.

Who is this?

The detonation

wasn't an accident.

It was coordinated

by the task force.

And there are more

att*cks being planned

as part of an aggressive

push to weaken your hold.

The American fleet have

moved into the Sea of Japan.

Get Admiral

Amos on the phone

and patched through

to Wes' office.

What proof do you have?

Have a look

at your borders.

Right now, the,

the American fleet

have just moved into

the Sea of Japan.

We know what

our enemies are doing.

I don't think you do.

Blue Fiat. Farmhouse.

Brasov. Find the body.

The British are

involved in this.

Get out!

Calls

for calm following reports

of a nuclear expl*si*n, we're

awaiting further details

of this and will

keep you updated

as soon as we receive new

updates and confirmation

Andreas, let him in.

We found the body on the car.

His name is Shiv Reddy

I'd like to get you

on a plane to Moscow.

No, we don't have time for

that, you need to move now.

You need to strike first.

I don't make that

decision, Agent Addo.

Neither do you. What is this?

You need to talk to

your generals in Moscow.

I knew Agent Reddy.

Quite well in fact. You?

You I don't know at all.

Look, talk to

whoever you need to,

but I'm telling you, there

are multiple att*cks planned

that are going to

cr*pple your defenses,

- if you don't act now.

- Multiple att*cks where, Agent Addo?

Against who?

You!

Don't.

Is there a panic button in here?

Press it.

Oh, sh*t.

That's a m*ssile launch.

It's a f*cking m*ssile launch!

Troops have

crossed the border.

Multiple m*ssile strikes

against compounds.

Okay.

Listen up.

We are resetting the clock.

Now there are two

things: we lose Rebrov.

We know he'll wake up in Paris

and I'll be sending a team out

there to close the net on him.

Second thing: Shiv.

The moment you open your

eyes at the checkpoint,

I want everyone to

move on his location.

I want him brought

in. I do not

want him hurt.

Clock goes back in

one minute.

Hi.

Hi.

- Are you all right?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

Son of a bitch.

Oh, George.

I hope you're already running.
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