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The following programme contains strong language.

We've got a call from MI6 that Harry Clayton and Eve Alexandri

left Hong Kong three weeks ago. (GUNSHOT)

Detective Inspector Harry Clayton on the run!

Do you know anything about Triads with snake tattoos?

Snake Hands traffic heroin.

No! No!

Samuel Blake is framing me. Go to Dorset Rise, Clerkenwell.

Screw you, Harry. This place is empty.

Meet MI6 Field Operative Samuel Blake.

No, you've tried to kill me.

DSI Grey, it's about time you arrested this man.

(GLASS BREAKING)

(CLATTER)

(MOTORCYCLE REVS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I have eyes on your suspect.

..seven, six, five,

four, three, two, one.

(DING) Porridge.

MI6 intelligence, they've got a location for Eve Alexandri.

MAN: Hey, Eve!

So, you decided to stay. (CHUCKLES)

Go! Go! Go!

Armed police! Don't move!

Stay where you are! (EVE YELLS, GRUNTS)

You should've ditched the bike.

Eve Alexandri, I'm arresting you for the murder of Hon Wai.

You do not have to say anything but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention when questioned

something you later rely on in court.

Where's Harry?

# Fortune is a fickle friend

# Here today and then gone again

# A good time girl when it hurts

# Is nowhere to be found

# Ha-ha-ha She's laughing in your face

# When you think That you've got it made

# Patient with your life now

# Careful with your pride

# Hold tight This could be a wild ride

# It could be a late night Who is the underdog?

# And who's gonna be the lucky one? #

Queen of hearts.

Jack of clubs.

Two of clubs. MAN: Harry?

Ace of diamonds.

Got something.

Huh. Look at that.

You weren't trying to conceal this, where you?

Looks like blood on the barrel.

Is the gun that killed Isabella August-

(POLICE OFFICER GRUNTS) Hey!

No!

Huh!

Don't stand there. Help me. Quick.

Shit. (MOTORCYCLE REVS)

How's the world of import-export?

The front is pretty lucrative.

Your Hong Kong trip was disrupted?

Business side went well. Hmm.

I heard of the UK shipment was destroyed.

What about Wu Chi? Wu Chi don't like turbulence.

Neither do we at MI6.

You're talking about Harry Clayton.

It's not a problem.

I can handle Clayton.

Got my people on it. (PHONE)

Good to hear. Gotta go.

Parkinson...

Wow. Love what you've done with the place.

EVE: Harry! Just been raided.

Chohan and Orwell.

You all right?

I need a drink.

I'll see what I can rustle up.

What do we do? What do we DO?

Blake wants you locked up.

Gives him access. He thinks he can turn you.

(BOTTLES CLINK) So...

let's give him what he wants. What, just walk up to him?

You can get close to him. He already tried to kill me.

That's suicide.If Blake wanted you dead, I'd be wearing black.

Would you? Yeah.

For a day anyway - you know, make the effort.

Blake needs you alive so he can get his hands on this.

I'm not doing it.

So, what do we do, just wait until he picks us off?

You already told me that he didn't want me dead.

Once he has the bracelet, your life is over!

You gain his trust, get evidence to put him away,

then we get the other bracelet!

How I supposed to get his trust? The same way you got me!

I'm sorry. That was out of line.

Eve? What I came to tell you,

the police raid, they found the gun.

You said it was safe.I'm sorry. What do you want me to say?

Say that you wiped it clean.

I jumped out of a window to warn you.

Did you wipe it?!

No.

What are you worried about?

The video of you and Isabella was doctored.

It's one expert against another.

All the jury care is there are fingerprints,

and they're MINE!

Jesus!

We believe this is the weapon that killed Isabella Augustine.

Used by Harry Clayton?

One hour ago, you arrested a murder suspect

and then somehow contrived to let her escape.

The suspect threw herself from a window -

I know what she did. Why did you let it happen?

We didn't expect her to risk her life, ma'am.

Can we talk to your MI6 contact?

You think I would trust you?

What happened this morning was gross incompetence.

Either that, or, through some twisted sense of loyalty,

you allowed Eve Alexandri to bolt.

Which is it?

I'm asking you a question! Sorry, I thought you were...

Which is it?

Incompetence. GROSS incompetence.

Yes, ma'am.

You're off the case. What?

I promoted you. One call, I can rescind it.

No, ma'am, you can't.

Prioritise this for forensic examination.

After you've done that, find Eve Alexandri and bring her in.

Try not to fuck up.

Rescind my promotion? How could she just say that?

I know.My mum worked to put me through police school.

I'm not gonna let her destroy that.

Why won't she let us use her MI6 contact?

What are you gonna do?

Find Harry and find out what the hell is going on.

I'll get it back, I'll get the gun back.

But wouldn't evidence like that - Is it Saturday?

Yeah.So, it will have gone to the storage facility in Hendon.

A high-security building full of vital police evidence.

I need to get it back by tomorrow. No rush, then (!)

First thing Monday, it goes to the lab.

Whoa, wait a minute, I know this guy,

Darius Kelleher, a burglar, he's never been caught.

How do know he's a burglar then?

Street cameras put him near major jobs.

But he's smart, he hacks into security systems,

he never leaves evidence. I'm sure he'll help a cop (!)

Ten grand to get his interest,

then three million in seized notes at the facility.

I'm gonna need codes. But if you steal the gun,

they'll know it's you. Three million?

They'll think it's a robbery. But the gun -

I'm not gonna steal the gun, I'm gonna wipe it.

SURI: Harry? (FOOTSTEPS ON DECK)

Shit.

Nice. Yeah, it belongs to a...friend.

How did you find me? Your assistant told me.

Where is he?

I have no idea. When did he leave this?

Ages ago, when it was still in fashion.

You're a terrible liar. Suri?

Hey.

Suri?

No, no, no, no, no, no!

One is in there.

You're smiling. You're lying to me and you're smiling!

Why won't you let me help him?

Like you did in Hong Kong?

Everything you do makes things worse.

How are we supposed to be a couple when you won't trust me?

Don't.

Wesley?

What do you want? Your brother Darius.

It's kind of urgent.

We're not safe here. I'm not safe anywhere.

Do you know where I can find him? You think I'm gonna tell you?

You're talking about my brother.

Wesley...

(DOOR OPENS) Shit.

Godfrey Doyle.

Oh, goodie (!)

'Arry. Godfrey.

Don't be so formal, 'Arry. Call me "God".

Gentlemen, this is Detective Inspector Harry Clayton.

He put me away. I did.

You had murdered your wife. Two sides to every story.

And you're a murdering bucket of shite in both.

Not according to the Court of Appeal.

Three years. Stolen.

I'm entitled to damages.

(GRUNTING, BLOWS LANDING)

Agh!

(GROANING)

Never give a Belfast man a stick.

(GLASS SMASHES)

Whoa! Touch that and you'll be spraying the walls.

(WEAKLY) Help.

What would your wife want me to do?

Please, Harry...

Call an ambulance. (POOL CUE CLATTERS)

Give this to your brother.

Did you find Harry?

Do I look like I found Harry?

Spoke to Grey again about our MI6 contact.

What did she say? "Need to know".

We need another lead. Well, you're off the case.

I wanna know who tipped her off about Eve Alexandri's address.

Keep an eye out. What? No. No, no, no.

No... Hey! That's the kinda shit Harry pulls.

You get caught - Lose my job.

You go to prison. Steve.

No. Absolutely not.

OK, OK.

Very good (!)

Your mum would be proud (!)

Shit.

Wow.

(KNOCKS ON DOOR) Sorry, can I just run this by you?

I just want to check the address... (INDISTINCT)

(LOUD CRACK, FIZZING)

(BANG)

What the fuck was that?! (ELECTRICITY BUZZING)

(BANG)

Yeah, it erm...

doesn't usually do that.

(COUGHS)

"Doesn't usually do that"?

You're welcome.

(INTERCOM BLEEPS) BLAKE: "Come up, Detective."

I saw you in Hong Kong.

You and your partner blew our operation.

Shall we take this to your office?

Here's fine.

What was that operation?

Bring in Eve Alexandri, return Harry Clayton to the fold.

Why are you here?We're both looking for the same people.

I thought you could help.

Did you?

You're MI6.

You've been doing some digging.

Need to be careful.

(SCOFFS) I've been careful long enough.

I need results.

All right.

Any information, I'll flag you.

Help you impress your boss.

(PIGEONS COOING)

My brother Wesley said you wanted to talk to me.

This wouldn't be entrapment, would it?

Wouldn't stand up if it was.

What's the job?

Police storage facility, Hendon.

(LAUGHS)

And you want this done when? Tomorrow at the latest.

Which psychiatric unit have you escaped from?

I can get the codes. There's £3 million in cash,

used notes, proceeds of crime, it's all yours.

What do you get? I get my freedom.

(WINGS FLAPPING)

Why does a detective need his freedom?Ex-detective.

This is mental, but...

..for three million...

(WINGS FLAPPING)

Oh, fuck!

(SPITS)

That's you, that is.

If that was me, you'd need more than a wee bit of tissue.

Feeding 'em. Encouraging vermin.

I'm gonna need a hacker, a wheel man,

and someone to give us snide vehicles and uniform.

And they're gonna need paying. Up front.

Ten each. Ten each?

You want this doing or not?

Ten each.

Call my brother tomorrow, first thing.

He'll let you know if you're on.

One rule.

No violence.

Oh, I don't believe in it.

Getcha...

(ALARM BLARING) Shit!

(ALARM STOPS)

(GRUNTING, BLOWS LANDING)

(ASSAILANT CRIES OUT) Agh!

(DISTANT SIRENS)

(GASPS)

(DISTANT SCREAM)

Here you go. Just spoke to my burglar.

We're good to go. That was quick.

Had to be. Only one glitch. Just the one.

The burglar's a grass. That's why he's never been caught.

I recognised a number in his phone - a CID officer, Eddie Kavanagh.

He runs the informant programme. Are you sure?

2-9-0-5-6-8, course I'm sure.

What...29th of May, 1968, our first European Cup.

Jesus, call yourself a Red.

Your burglar's gonna drop you in the shit.

Not if everything goes to plan.

I get rid of the evidence, he gets his money.

But what if something goes wrong? He'll throw you under a bus.

I'm gonna get some insurance.

(BOAT HORN BLASTS)

Come on.

WORKMAN: Bollocks!

(GRUNTS)

(PHONE RINGING)

MIS, this is Orwell.

I'm on your floor, I'm in the bog.

I need you to hear me out.

If you want to arrest me after that, fine.

But if not I need a... Hello.

..massive favour. (RECITING POLICE CAUTION)

Don't resist me Harry. Harry! 30 seconds, please! 30 seconds!

Please.

OK. OK, let's start with you murdering Isabella Augustine.

That film was doctored. I got proof to Grey, I told Suri.

Harry... (DOOR OPENS)

Why should I believe you?

(EVE GROANING)

Sorry about my guards.

They're a bit overzealous.

Don't worry about any scarring.

I had my surgeon over from Harley Street to look after you.

(WHINCES) You can stay here for a bit.

No.

Your place is blown.

You can come and go as you please.

Now, why did you break into my offices?

Was it for Harry Clayton?

No.

I was looking for you.

Me?

Why? I'm curious.

What made you think I wouldn't try and shoot you again?

You did that for show.

You need me alive.

Do I?

I'm the only person that can remove Harry's bracelet.

You'd do that for me?

Maybe.

HARRY: How many times? I didn't kill Isabella.

I threatened her with a gun but I didn't kill her. Come on!

I need to get into the storage facility.

That place is impenetrable. It's not.

I've got help. So, why do you need me?

The code changes. I don't have access.

Well, nor do I! But you can get it!

Steve, I helped you when you were in trouble.

Samuel Blake is MI6.

He wants me dead and he's using Grey.

I just need to buy some time to try and prove it.

I can't do it without you.

(METAL DETECTOR CLICKS, SQUEALS)

In you go.

And they say crime doesn't pay.

DARIUS: Have you got those codes? Soon.

Soon? I told you,

I need this done today. I'll have the codes.

We've hacked the whole system.

This is coming at you live

from Hendon Police Evidence Storage Facility.

Jesus!

Who's your computer man?

Wesley. Double first, computer science.

If you are unlucky enough to get yourself banged up...

..it's good you come out of it with something.Yeah.

Lost my wife and kids, but hey, I got a degree.

And this. It's not the degree, bruv.

It's what you do with it.

EVE: Why have you brought me here?

Well, if I just told you I was a senior MI6 officer,

would you have believed me?

Maybe.

I'm just snagging on the fact that you're a criminal.

The people we put away...

you have to swim in their filth.

Maybe this is a front.

This?

It'd be one hell of a front.

You know, what I want...

but not just me...

..is simple, really.

All we want...

is a better world.

If you destroy the bracelets,

you destroy all hope of there being a better world.

Because the bracelets protect the equilibrium of the planet.

You know they do. No.

This is what I know. For thousands of years,

the bracelets have enriched the individual

whilst causing war, famine, disease...

the deaths of thousands.

The smith who forged them may have wanted balance,

but he didn't factor in the greed...

and the bloodlust of the people that wore them.

How many have died since you put the bracelet on Harry Clayton?

Destroy them, you destroy everything.

Who told you that?

You've been indoctrinated by a cult that's poisoned history.

That is Wu Chi bullshit!

You've no proof. No proof? I've seen it!

You've seen it.

We've both suffered because of it.

We know what it can do but you put belief...

before fact.

Why is that?

Is it because...

you've got nothing else?

(SCOFFS)

I'm wasting my time.

Go on.

Wait - No.

The plan is, we go in like it's a delivery,

then we use your codes.

The place is full of cameras.

Wes can control that, but we only have two minutes.

Two minutes to get in, do the business, get out?

How many officers? We've got the rota right there.

Four. We make the delivery,

wait for the guy to move into the main storage area.

When everybody's in the same area, we spray the joint with halothane.

They're out for ten minutes.

The place is massive. Half a million pieces of evidence.

And we've got two minutes?

(PHONE RINGING)

They use a radio-frequency identification system.

The ID code on the evidence

corresponds with a barcode on the smart shelf.

Click on it and the area where it's stored lights up.

Your gun was stored yesterday at 14:04.

That's where it is, and that's where the money is.

He's done all right for himself, your brother, eh?

Yeah, he's proper, is Darius.

Real chap. Yeah.

My wheel man's disappeared.

Do you know anyone else? No-one I trust.

Job's a bust. No, no, no.

Stick to the plan. I know a driver.

(CHUCKLES) I can't believe I'm hearing this.

You never let me drive. Remember that bumper sticker you got me?

"The world's worst driver"?

This is your chance to prove me wrong.Wrong? Wrong?

(SCOFFS)

I wasn't gonna tell you but Suri - Oh, how is she?

How is she? She dumped me.

Because of you. Oh.

Yeah.

This is how you get her back. No, this is how I burn

every bridge I've ever built.

OK, what I'm gonna say might sound borderline insane.

Here we go again. But this guy Blake is evil.

There's no other word for it.

And I don't think anyone can stop him except me.

Well...

..you must be desperate if you're asking me to drive.

I am, Rich. I am begging you.

Promise you won't do that thing with your eyes if I crash the gears.

(KNOCKS)

Is this your driver?

Taught him myself.

I had a driver let me down once.

Now he's in the cement propping up the Shard.

Hardened criminal.

Cement?

Suit yourself.

Ah.

Looks all right.

I got these and all.

Navy's not really my colour.

Really? (PHONE RINGING)

Oh. Sorry.

Eve?

Harry. 'Did you find Blake?'

Yeah. What did you get?

'I didn't get his trust. I didn't get anything.'

No, no, no. Get back in there, do it.

'Harry, I need your help.'

I'm in the middle of something.

Everything that I have learned, believed,

if I am wrong, I need to know!

You're not wrong.

Explain!

You were lied to.

As was your mother.

Why should I believe you?

I watched the bracelet engulf in flame everyone I ever knew to save the life of...

one man. What does that prove?

You think you have a duty to Harry Clayton.

But you don't.

Where's Emmet?

(SCOUSE ACCENT) Oh, you know, sick of working weekends.

Can't say I blame.

Let's have a look.

This way, boys.

(LOCK BLEEPS, CLUNKS)

Get a move on.

Two minutes, in and out.

(YELLING) You! On the floor!

Oi, come here! Night-night, sweetheart!

(DEVICE BLEEPS)

On the floor! Don't look at me!

Get on the floor! What are you doing here?

Training. Sunday? You're keen.

I'm not any more. You wanna live, stay down.

I wanna live. I wanna live.

Don't look at us.

That's 30 seconds.

Thumbprint required.

Shit. Keith!

Get up! On your feet!

You said - I know what I said!

But now...

I need your thumbprint.

You need the boss's.

Where is he? He's not here.

That's him in the drop-off area. Get on the floor!

How many areas need a thumbprint? Just this one. Used notes area.

We're running out of time. Get what you came for. Go.

Don't you look at me.

01:15.

What the fuck?

"Code not recognised".

The two minutes are up. The codes have changed.

You, what's the code? What are you doing?

You think I'm fucking about? He's a trainee for God's sake!

You see this? This'll be your eye.

What's the code? I don't know.

Wait! Wait! Gimme a go.

Please.

(KEYPAD BLEEPING)

Come on, come on.

Shit! You're losing an eye!

All right! OK, OK! Wait.

2-3-0-1-9.

You try it, I'll text Wesley.

Oh, yes.

This...

This...is why we get up in the morning.

Yeah.

I had one rule: no violence.

You broke it. What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Wh-Where are you going? W-Wait...

Come back!

You come back or I'll make sure you're fucked!

I'm telling the police exactly what you did!

You're telling no-one. No-one?

No-one?

Are you out of your mind?

You! Open the door!

Open...

Open the door!

(ENGINE STARTS) Where's Darius?

In a cage, where he belongs.

Can we go? (GEAR CRUNCH)

You're doing it. What?

That thing with your eyes. You're believable.

Thanks for noticing. What are you doing?

Stitching Darius up like he stitched up Wesley.

Can we go?

(PHONE BLEEPS)

DARIUS ON VIDEO: 'You guarantee me immunity,

I'll give you a name.'

POLICE OFFICER: 'OK, Darius, give us a name.'

'Wesley.' 'Your brother?'

'That'll put him away for a long time.'

'Yeah, I know.'

What's going on?

Break-in at the evidence storage facility.

What? You think Harry?

Well, don't keep her waiting, will you?

It's been green lights all the way.

Oh, God!

We're being followed.

There's nothing behind us. Drone.

Pull over under this bridge.

We need to split up.

I'll give you a call when I get a chance.

Right. Hey, Harry?

Hey, what about the van? It's clean.

Leave it. Right.

Five minutes. Harry?

We did it. Aye. So we did.

Thanks. You didn't mess up.

Five minutes, stay here. Right.

(PHONE RINGING)

DI Chohan.

Listen carefully.

Harry Clayton is on foot,

heading south on the A4202.

'Anyone with you?' One other officer.

Take him as back-up, Clayton may be dangerous.

Who is this? 'You know who this is.'

I'll update you when you're nearer the target.

Right, work to do.

Erm, do we need back-up?

No, I'm gonna drop Harry Clayton on Grey's desk.

Bound and gagged with a ribbon round his neck.Right.

Nobody puts Suri in the corner.

You better believe it.

(TYRES SCREECH)

Suri, whoa, whoa! Suri... Get in the car!

Agh!

Easy!

Good job.

Shouldn't we have taken a left turn back there?

We're good. I know where I'm going.

Hang on, why have we stopped? Where's this?

We're all good. No, we need to get him back.

OK, you're the boss.

(GRUNTS)

Right, let's go!

He's in the back... (INDISTINCT)

Here y'are. (GROANS)

(GROANING)

No! What...?

No! What...?

(GROANING)

BLAKE: Hello, Harry.

How's your luck holding out?

You've loved playing God, haven't you?

The master of fate.

Sending a girl into a man's war.

Well...

now you can play God some more.

Who do you think that is?

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

What the hell is this?

(MUFFLED SCREAMING, SOBBING)

No!

(MUFFLED CRIES)

OK, what do you want me to do?

I'll do it. Tell me. What do you want?

The world is shaped by men.

Forged in fire.

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

No! You're fucking insane!

Key.

As long as my heart beats, I will hunt you down.

(WHIMPERS)

Less than 60 seconds till the ropes burn through.

Let him go.

Only time to save one, Harry.

Eve!

Eve, hold on!

Agh! (MUFFLED CRIES)

(MUFFLED) What's going on?

(SCREAMS)

Suri!

Suri! Harry!

(SHRIEKS)

Suri! Suri!

Suri!

(SCREAMS)

Agh! Suri!

Suri! Suri!

(WHIMPERS) Harry!

Eve!

I've got you! Come on!

(YELLS)

Harry!

(SCREAMS) Eve!

(SPLASH) No! No! Eve!

Eve! No! Harry!

No!

Eve! Eve! Harry!

Harry! No! No, Eve!

No! Eve!

No! Eve!

No! No! No!

Get up, Harry! No!

You need to go. Blake!

(DISTANT YELLING)

Blake! Blake! (POLICE SIRENS)

If you don't go, I have to arrest you.

Go!

Wait! Hey!

You said this was an official MI6 operation,

not a bloody kill list. (LAUGHS)

Thank you for saving my life. Oh, yeah, I'm the big hero now (!)

Red light! (TYRES SCREECH)

Agh! You are working for me.

Has your luck changed?

Sometimes good, sometimes bad?

Next, you will die.

So, now it's gonna kill ya? Maybe.

But it hasn't got me yet.

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