04x04 - Episode 4

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LANA: Three big devices,
two VODs, and a kidnapping.

And I doubt it's over yet.

We've all seen bombers
don't hesitate

when it comes to k*lling others.

Terror's more effective
when you drag it out.

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

I asked DCI Batra to call it in.

You asked your senior officer
to call in the contact?

SCREAMS

Why didn't the DCI call it in?
I don't know.

These are the men
shot during the kidnapping,

but we don't know who they are.

Whoever was kidnapped,
that's the way in.

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

Gold Command, EXPO 1.

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

Vauxhall Cross, Thames House,
Blenheim Walk. All of them.

I need you to trigger Code 17.

Initiating server switch
for secure data extraction.

System vulnerable to cyber
and electronic attack

until full reboot is complete.

Central 1-3,
Gold Command is not safe.

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

Wait, wait! Stop, stop! Hands up.

There's devices
on both of your cars.

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

Right, you need to get everybody
out of this building.

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

Device neutralised.

You tried to k*ll me,
and that wasn't the deal.

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.

You put your life on the line
every day.

And are you ready for that?

For it to be the last one?

That's the job.

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

the guilt, that you
are carrying everywhere you go.

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

It's worse, Lana.

It's radiation poisoning.

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

Whatever they're building, it's big.

What are you looking for?

Erm...

We don't have any more capacitors.

Top drawer.

Stop stalling.

Everything you need is coming.

In 24 hours, this will all be over.

Build the b*mb.

REPORTER: 'No further details
have been released

'concerning the suspected
terror attacks

'on the Security Services.

'Reports of casualties
and fatalities

'have yet to be confirmed,

'but it is understood
that the investigation

'is being conducted
by counter-terrorism officers

'from the Metropolitan...'

Oh. Lana.

Sir.

LIFT DINGS,
DOORS CLOSE

Look, I'm very sorry.

About the loss of Nia Quentin.

She was an exceptional officer.

Do you know who's replacing her?

Well, yes. Actually...
Oh, God.

There's no use throwing someone
into the middle of all this

who has no experience of running
the leading counter-terror unit.

There's got to be someone else
out there, surely.

Look, I know we left things
in a bad place. Yeah.

You accused me of being a t*rror1st.

Yeah, and you called me
some pretty choice names as well.

Look, I'm up to speed with all this.

I know the lorry driver
from the attack

has been exposed to a significant
amount of nuclear material.

And if that makes its way
into the country...

it would mean the greatest
terror threat we've ever seen.

Yeah.
Lana, I need you on side.

So... So can we at least agree to...

make peace?

MORGAN: 'Professor Callum Schroder.'

We managed to match the DNA

found in the back of the car
that he was grabbed from.

We believe that he is now being
held hostage by the t*rrorists.

A professor?
Yeah.

He works for a company that was
contracted by the government

to design and manufacture
components for weapons.

What kind of weapons?

Nuclear.

Jesus Christ.

But we have absolutely
no concrete evidence

to suggest that any nuclear material

has made its way into this country
illegally.

But we know the lorry driver
has radiation poisoning.

I'm not denying he's come
into contact with...

We also know that this guy
works in nuclear weapons

and has been kidnapped.

I don't think what Lana is saying...
Here we go.

If you'd let me talk, Lana.

I don't think what Lana is saying
can be ignored, Mr Oldfield.

My officers should at least
be talking with the lorry driver,

conducting searches,

looking for anyone or anything

that could shed light
on what is going on.

I'm afraid that's not possible.
Which bit?

Any of it.

And why not?

Well...

our early warning systems
for detecting dirty bombs

and nuclear attacks
is second to none.

Satellites are picking up

no unusual radiation spikes
in the country.

Scanners at ports and airports
have not been triggered.

So there's no danger
of complacency, then, eh? Yeah.

Are we forgetting
about what happened here,

in this office,
and the threat to MI5 and MI6?

That still doesn't mean that there's
nuclear material in the country.

The lorry driver has,
until recently,

been on the continent.

We're working with the French DGSI,
the German BfV

and other agencies
to track any possible threats.

Yeah, meanwhile,
we're sat here doing f*ck all.

Our intelligence agencies
are currently exhausting all avenues

related to this investigation.

Yeah, so, I still don't get why
you're not letting SO15 go at it.

How do you expect us to
be Counter-Terrorism Command

if we cannot counter terror?

The isotope signature says

he has to have handled 20kg plus
of uranium-235.

Do you know how hard that is
to get hold of?

Yeah, I do, actually.
Good.

Then you also know that it
would require state involvement...

another country's government,
directly or indirectly.

So, yes, we need to be very careful

about what information
leaves this room,

because the moment
we start pointing fingers

and we're not 100% sure
on who we're going after,

people could die.

Therefore, SO15 and EOD will remain
as the tactical response.

But the message from COBRA
is clear.

This is not your case
to investigate.

Got it.

Don't forget, people HAVE died.

The device has been identified
at the bottom of DS Morgan's car

as the same as we found
under the cars

at Vauxhall Cross and Thames House.

You OK to do this?

Yeah.

So, how did they get that
past scanners?

The materials used are perfect
for avoiding electronic detection.

The trigger itself uses Wi-Fi
and runs on 5.4 gigahertz.

It's the only part of the device

that would take some effort
to get through security.

Otherwise, the power supply
is the car itself,

the container is the steering wheel,

and the expl*sives are packed
into that.

You had a lucky escape.
Sir.

It's intelligent b*mb-making.

Makes use of
foreign-sourced components.

It employs counter-EOD methodology.

And what you found
at the b*mb-making factory

under the railway arches...?

Traces of expl*sives,
and plans for other devices.

But no sign of radiation
or radioactive material? No.

Sir, I didn't think
this was SO15's case to investigate.

I have no intention of being locked
out of this investigation.

I'm the head of SO15.

They can,
for want of a better expression,

go f*ck themselves.

Hi there.
Cheapest mobile phone, please.

PHONE BEEPS

Hass.
Yeah?

I need you to get me one of these.
More, if you can.

It's a Geiger counter.
Yeah.

Nothing wrong with being prepared.
How about the ones we've got here?

What, the American ones?

Yeah.
They're broke.

Been trying to get hold
of some more,

but summat to do with
supply chain issues.

Are you sure about this?

You really think
it's in the country?

Not think you're being
a bit paranoid?

What?

Normally, I'd clip you round the ear
for that,

but I'm OK with being paranoid.

It looks...

lonely, doesn't it?

Not for much longer.

Boss.

That's wheels down in one hour.

Get everyone ready.

I read the intelligence brief,

about the likelihood
of radioactive material

being in the country,
and they do have a point.

I mean, you'd have to overcome
some massive obstacles to get it in.

Even if they had it
in a lead-lined case,

they're still not getting it in here
via conventional routes.

Yeah.

Do you mind if I say something?

sh*t?
What?

Do I mind if you say something sh*t?

Otherwise, you wouldn't have asked
for permission. No.

I was gonna say I'm proud of you.

Hmm. You're being soft.

Which means you do think
it's in the country.

No, I just...
SHE SIGHS

I think all the therapy
that you've been having is...

it's having an effect.

Positive, I mean.

You've managed to pick up on that

whilst we're dealing
with this sh*t?

Yeah.

Can you imagine what I'd be like

if I didn't have to deal
with all these psychos?

KNOCK ON DOOR Ah.

Two of my favourite ladies
all in the same place.

Why are you being creepy?

I'm not.
What are you doing here anyway?

Wi-Fi's down.
Security's under review.

What's that?

It's a Geiger counter.

Mate of mine, he biked it down
from barracks in Didcot.

Haven't you got any?

No, they're busted,
and Wash doesn't want

chain of command
to know she wants one.

Result, right?
Hmm.

Er, where did he get it from,
the regimental museum?

Mate, come on. It looks like
it came from Chernobyl.

That's not helpful. It's the only
one that they could spare.

It doesn't work.
It does work.

Give it here.
You just need to... OK.

Oh, tap it on the side, yeah [!]
Yeah, bang it, bang it [!]

It just needs new batteries,
that's all.

Mm-hm.

This is a traffic camera
equipped with ANPR.

All results are being fed
through facial recognition

since the Schroder disappearance,
and we've had a hit.

That's Callum Schroder, Sir.
Good work, DC Hackett.

Who...? Who's that?

LFR has no record of him.

OLDFIELD: Where is that?

Out in West London, Sir.
And what's that facility beside it?

ALARM RINGS

Right, let's go.

Mate.

SIRENS BLARE

We have new information.

'Facial recognition has picked up
Schroder and his kidnappers

'on approach to an airfield.'

An airfield?
Is that for another attack?

'Not sure.

'But we have a confirmed sighting
of the vehicle

'in the vicinity
of an empty hangar.'

When did the last flight take off?

NATS say they have no record of
a departure since yesterday evening.

'If they've rigged an IED,
it could still be there.'

But if they're planning
an airborne device,

you're gonna have to sh**t it down.

'Understood.'

CTSFOs are en route
and will meet you there.

Sir?

We're not seriously
gonna sh**t down a plane?

I mean, what if there are hostages
on board?

What hostage could be more important

than an airborne weapon
bound for London?

No, I understand that, but...
Lana's right.

We have to be prepared
for the worst.

Have you lost something?
Erm... Yeah.

My car keys.

One of these
and you still manage to lose them?

SIRENS WAIL

That's it - the central hangar.

DANNY: If they're planning
an airborne attack,

they could be loading it up
right now.

Yeah, we need to move quickly.
No.

I'm concerned about hostages.

I don't need to remind you
that force is the last resort.

Whatever we find in there,

we prioritise prevention of harm
and protection of life.

OK?
Understood.

Everything all right?
Yeah. You?

Yeah. Good as I can be.
Good.

All right, then,
let's get this done.

EXPO 1 Bravo,
all ready with the ECM?

All good, EXPO 1.
Everything up and running here.

No problem on our end. Over.

Hey, Danny, why did we bring
the CBRN gear?

Yeah, that'd be Wash.

Do you really think
something's gonna kick off?

I find that if Wash has a hunch,
it's usually best to go with it.

Why?

Cos she'd tear you a new one
if you didn't?

Yeah, something like that.

Clear.

PHIL: Stop, stop, stop.

LANA ON RADIO: 'Bronze Command,
person found.'

I'm Lana Washington,
expl*sives officer.

Do you want to tell me who you are?

Erm... Troy.

Are you the pilot
of this helicopter?

Yeah, yeah.

What are you doing
just sitting there?

I can't get out.

There's a b*mb.

Do you know where the b*mb is, Troy?

It's... It's on me.

Under my chair. I...

I think it's broken.

Like, the timer,
it just... it just stopped.

Just stay still, yeah?

Gold Command,
confirming presence of a device.

'We're not too late.'
Understood.

'Priority is to disarm the device,

'but we need to secure
all other buildings and aircraft.'

Copy that.

Phil, you and your team
can crack on.

PHIL: Will do.

Fall back.

DS MORGAN:
'EXPO 1, who have you found?'

Yeah, it's just the pilot.

I'm talking with him now.

'IC1 male, 30s.'

Do you know the people
who did this to you?

I... I don't know who they were.

SOFTLY: OK.

Looks clear.

Right, I'm just gonna
take a look around.

OK.

Right, Troy, do you want to tell me
exactly what happened?

Er, yeah.

I was trying to get out,
get it off me.

I think the wire came loose.

My lucky day.
Oh, yeah.

Let's hope so.

Look, aren't you gonna cut me out?

Troy, I'm gonna be straight
with you, OK?

I know these bombers.

What do you mean?
I mean I know how they work.

OK?

Pulling a wire out of a timer
to disarm it is just too easy.

These people, they build traps
to stop people like me doing my job.

And, like me,
they're good at what they do,

so I don't much like the fact
it hasn't functioned.

Well, I'm OK with it.

Look, can't you just let me go?
Oi, oi.

Just keep a cool head, all right?
You're sitting on expl*sives.

The timer's stopped,
so I can neutralise this,

but I need to check for traps.

Come on.

Where are you?

Looks like the helicopter's
the power source, same as the cars.

OK, multicolour wire.

W-W-What? What are you saying?

Just keep still.

Just need a bit of time
to figure out their design.

So, what was the job?

Where did they want you
to take the b*mb?

The job was just to here.

I came in this morning from France.

Just a...

Just a case,
that's all I had to bring.

Look, I'll tell you
what you need to know.

Can you just please
get me out of here first?

This case. Where's that?
I don't know.

Look, the men who met me
pulled a g*n,

took the case
and fastened me to this...

All right! f*ck me, come on.
This seat, this b*mb.

That's everything.

How heavy was this case?

I don't know.

Heavy. Stowed it at the back.

Ten kilos? More, maybe.

SOFTLY: OK.
Wait, whoa!

W-W-W-Where are you going? Hey!

OK, don't let me down, Hass.

Come on.

Hass.

STEADY CRACKLING

SOFTLY: Oh, my God.

STEADY CRACKLING

CRACKLING INTENSIFIES

sh*t.

Bronze Command, EXPO 1.

'There was radioactive material
in the aircraft.

'Repeat, there was radioactive
material in the aircraft.'

What the hell's going on?

'We need visual confirmation of it
being removed from the airfield.'

PHIL: 'Received.

'Searching for
CCTV opportunities now.'

Halt!

Suspected surveillance structure.
Can't get a visual.

Move.

Bronze Command, Trojan 1.

I've got working CCTV here,

and it's covering
the airfield apron.

'Copy that.'

EXPO 8, we need to follow
Trojan 1's lead on the CCTV.

I'm on it.

You were explicitly told to
step back from this investigation.

I hadn't realised
I was receiving an order

from someone who ranks
as my junior.

You should have trusted Lana.

You know exactly where that order
came from.

You'll pay a price
for your actions here today.

I don't buy your reasons
for shutting us out.

There's something going on here,
and I will get to the bottom of it.

OK, step back, please.

It looks clear. I don't trust it.

Not gonna go through the door.
Move your men back.

I'm gonna go through the side.
Copy that.

Team 1, fall back left,
on the double, eyes on the door.

Team 2, fall back to the car park,
on the double, eyes on the window.

Right, let's get you out of here.

Conducting EOR on the CCTV building.
DRILL WHIRRS

BEEP No, no, no, no.

sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.
What is it? What's happened?

The... The timer has started again!
What?

What have you pressed?
Nothing!

I didn't do anything.
It just started.

All right, all right, all right.
Just calm down. Please!

Something's happened.

Come on, come on! Please, please.

Calm. Deep breaths.
Just... Just cut me out, please.

I'm cutting you out. I'm doing it.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
All right, deep breaths.

You need to stay still for me, OK?

Just let me deal with it.
OK.

Next one.

Just stay calm.
I know what I'm doing.

Nearly there. Come on.

All right, one more.

Nearly there. Come on.

Please hurry.
Yeah, I'm doing it.

I'm working as fast as I can.

All right. Right, done.

Just need to do the next lot.

HE BREATHES HEAVILY Come on.

HASS: f*ck!

PHIL: 'Contact expl*si*n.
EXPO 8 is down.

'Repeat, contact expl*si*n.
EXPO 8 is down.'

HIGH-PITCHED RINGING Hass.

MUFFLED: Come on.
What are you doing? Come on.

I'm doing it.

It's almost there. Come on!

I'm doing it.
RINGING CONTINUES

Hurry up. Please! Come on.

Come on! Come on! Please hurry up!

Hurry up, do something! Come on!

Come on!
SHUT UP!

RINGING INTENSIFIES

WIRES SNIP Done.

HE PANTS

INDISTINCT

INDISTINCT

MAN: Put pressure on!

INDISTINCT

They knew.

Once the pilot told me
about the case,

they knew I'd want to check CCTV.

It was a trap.

CCTV was a come-on.

I just... walked Hass
straight into it.

Don't do that.

Well, he would say if it wasn't him,
then it would have been me.

He'd be right.
No, that's not the f*cking point.

If it's gonna be anyone,
it has to be me.

Not f*cking Hass.

Why?

Because I can't take it any more.

I can't lose anyone else. I can't.

Lana, everyone who takes on a job
like yours understands the risks.

Hass understands
how the cards might fall,

and he is there because, like you,

he wouldn't be who he is
if he didn't do what he does.

I can't deal with that.

So, what's gonna happen to me?
Because I can't cope.

I can't deal with losing people
any more.

I can't deal with not saving people
that I love.

You need to remember
the people that you have saved.

That you do an amazing thing.

A selfless... thing.

But you can't save everyone.

That's starting to dawn on me...

cos it's destroying me.

Maybe I'm weak.

You're not weak.

You...
HE CLEARS THROAT

You've done enough.

I spoke to the pilot at the scene.

He's maintaining ignorance
about the nuclear material.

The only thing he said is
that the men that took the case,

one of them was on a phone call
and speaking in Farsi.

Farsi?

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Yeah, the pilot said
that his wife speaks it.

Iran, then.

It's Iran doing this.

PINCHBECK: There's no reason
to delay any more.

What do you mean?

I do know a bit about bombs.

And I know that you've got
all that you need now.

So, let's finish it, shall we?

No time to lose, Professor.

CLICK

What did they need the pilot for?

He was just a delivery boy.

Uranium?
Most likely, yeah.

And they let him live
just to trick you?

You have to catch them, Lana.
You've gotta catch them.

Gotta go with your gut.

PHONE VIBRATES

OK, we've got confirmation
from b*mb data analysis.

The b*mb underneath the pilot
was never meant to detonate.

The device was a decoy.

I think they're using him
to give you information.

'They're playing us.'

Ah, I don't know, Lana.

But you're falling for it. I did.

What information
has he given you so far?

What's the only thing he said?

Just that the men he delivered to
were speaking Farsi over the phone.

There you go.
They want it to look like Iran.

Whoever's behind this,
they want to start a w*r.